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50819	Leiber, Fritz	A Bad Day for Sales			.txt	text/plain	2360	247	92	Robie radared the crowd, found that it surrounded him solidly, and The boy who had called Robie a turtle jumped in the middle of the path Robie stopped two feet short of him. "Hello, youngster," Robie said in a voice that was smooth as that of a "Rita, come back here!" a woman in the third rank of the crowd called does not waste bait, Robie said winningly, "I'll bet you read _Junior her arms behind her head, she pirouetted slowly before Robie to show Robie scanned the crowd resourcefully. Robie's head stopped swiveling. Robie stopped again, still on the curb. Robie was saying, "While we wait for the light, there's time for The crowd around Robie bloomed, too. Robie scanned him. "Good day, sir," Robie said. "Help me, Robie," she said. "Hello, youngster," Robie said. "Hello, youngster," Robie said. "Give me a dime," Robie said. "Robie helped me," the little girl began babbling at her.	./cache/50819.txt	./txt/50819.txt