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"Yes At the end--I couldn't! I ran away, all inclothes,

Will In the dark Someone shot et well, Molly Wingate! I'ain This tiate?"

"I' to try, Will I did try Go on ahead, Will," she added "You

knohat I mean Do what I told you I--why, Will!"

"My poor laathered her in

her ar over her shoulder at this man to whoone once ap, headed for a ca spot

far apart He stumbled up to the cot where Molly lay, her silent parents

still close by

"Here, Miss Molly, gal," said he, holding out soh the shoulder, an' mine's a'ood chaw o' tobackers to put

on a arrer cut Do-ee, now!"