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I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. The very carts and vans and cabs that Wellington Street poured out incessantly upon the bridge seemed ripe and good in her eyes. A crutch, with a silver handle, stood by her side, proving the state of extreme debility to which she was reduced. She turned there and beckoned. “John! Welcome! Happy Thanksgiving!” Cathy cried, ushering him deeper into the house. Not a bad man as men go, but he would sell whisky and gin. You really ought not to stay here and talk to us. This is no place for me.
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