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THREE:MRS. G.: That's what they say. Everybody's talking about it."With the Alberts," she said. "I know."
THREE:"Yes, boss."In the rear was the relentless Shorty.
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THREE:"I find about 10 or 15 birds in the flock," said the Deputy Provost, who was also Deputy Sheriff, when they looked over the prisoners in the morning, "that we have warrants and complaints for, for everything from plain assault and battery to horse-stealing. It would save the military much trouble and serve the ends of justice better if we could send them over to the County seat and put them in jail, where the civil authorities could get a whack at them. I'd go there myself if I could walk, but this bullet in my shin disables me."
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THREE:The car which the squad entered was locked and sealed, and labeled, "Perishable freight. Do not delay." Their presence was kept secret from all the train hands but the conductor, a man of known loyalty and discretion.
THREE:"If all the rest of the men were killed wouldn't the powder-monkey get a chance to fire the gun?"