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15940	Kendall, Ralph S. (Ralph Selwood)	The Luck of the Mounted: A Tale of the Royal Northwest Mounted Police			.txt	text/plain	59779	5972	90	you can come the funny man all right, Mac--you've got a 'staff' Teamster Sarjint there, an' sure fwas a great man wid a four-in-hand "'Tis Yorke's," said Slavin simply. "Let us go get ut!" said Sergeant Slavin grimly, marching to the spot, "I each other up--just us two and old man Slavin--make it a sort of 'rule of backed--hands up--into a corner of the bar by a big, hard-faced man clad Of that face Yorke had once remarked to Slavin: "That beggar's mug fairly to his departure, "I seem to know that man Gully's face, but somehow I "Well," said Slavin, with an oath, "th' shtiff cannot have got far-away "He's wearing old, worn-out boots," said Yorke, "got awful big feet, too, "'Tis onlikely th' shtiff can have got very far away--in th' toime Mr. Gully tells us," he said, "an' he cannot shtay out in th' opin for long	./cache/15940.txt	./txt/15940.txt