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18671	Stringer, Arthur	Never-Fail Blake			.txt	text/plain	51171	3420	84	Blake, the Second Deputy, raised his gloomy hound's eyes as the door Blake moved his heavy body, as though to shoulder away any claim as to "You 've got 'o face it," said Blake, sitting back and waiting for her Blake, in those days, was a good "mixer." He was not an "office" man, Canada, and when Blake gets there he 'll be told his man slipped away "I 'm going to get Binhart," was Blake's answer. Blake, when he learned of this, sat staring about him, like a man changed Blake himself, had left the old-time Headquarters man oddly light, Blake finally saw, came from a lantern that stood deep in the For three weeks Blake watched over Binhart, saw to his wants, journeyed The day came when Blake suggested it was about time "I want that man, and I 'm going to get him," was Blake's impassioned Still Blake stared up at the other man.	./cache/18671.txt	./txt/18671.txt