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"Ain't you--eh--goin' on don?"
"I reckon not Take a look at my oin' up
that--eh--gully," he volunteered, soberly, "the--eh--ghosts of theht--eh--haunt ye!"
Moffat wheeled about as if he had been shot in the back "You
blathering, ely
But McNeil was already nearly out of hearing