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Hah the darkness down the silent

road, his only guide those di in the

distance He walked soberly, his head bent slightly forward, absorbed

in thought Suddenly he paused, and swore savagely, his disgust at the

situation bursting all bounds; yet when he arrived opposite the bealy forth fro softly, his head held erect, his cool eyes filled with

reckless daring

It was Saturday night, and the ular street was jaures, the

nu noisily, the shuffling of

feet in the crowded dance-halls incessant Fakers were everywhere

industriously hawking their useless wares and entertaining the

loitering crohile the roar of voices was continuous Cowboys

froed, hopeful