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A Past Master Draws Cards
buried one, an' left two more. You can't fool me about th' sex."
"Yo're a reprobate. Come on, Pepper," said Johnny, whistling to the horse, who heeled like a dog. "It'll be light purty soon, an' we want to hide this cayuse."
"It's yore say-so; I'll string along, ready to chip."
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