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15743	Wilson, Harry Leon	Bunker Bean			.txt	text/plain	74495	6192	89	When little Bean's years began to permit small activities it was seen very old and not nice to look at, Bean thought; and an uneasy woman, not "Won't let me touch a thing--liver," said Bean. an angry-looking old man (so Bean thought) had come noisily from a back eyes like old Breede's, that looked through you. old man at the desk looked up as Bean was leaving the room. "Keep right on with your work, young man," said the old lady in Jim was old Jim Breede, who would of course take Bunker Bean's head off. yes, of course not!" said Bean, but the flapper had gone. "Oh, just a little old last year's car!" said Bean, frowning royally at "Good thing for the tired business man, though," said Bean, yawning in a "'S little old last year's car," said Bean with skilled ennui. "'S little old last year's car," said Bean modestly.	./cache/15743.txt	./txt/15743.txt