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do anything wrong for money, I'll never know. I hate such a person."
Her piquRnt face h2d been flushed and her ~ue eyes had flashed with anger. He recalled the toss of her blonde hair 8 S he had l aughed.
He was not laughing now. How could he refuse and still keep his life? He glanced at his unwelcome passenger . By the passing light he could make out a square, bearded jaw, but a disreput2ble fedora obscured the rest of his features. He was watching StevG closely.
"Better. make up yer mind, bud," he 'warned~ "The ca- boose is comin'"
Steve licked his lips, speaki~~ slbwl~, ~~liberatelyo "Okay, mac, you win."
As he spoke he casually put out his b~nd td~urn on
the ignition. Instead he withdrew the cigarette-light ero
The satisfied look on the man's face changed to one of pain ...
and his smirking lips let out a yelp,'then H~ was silent as Steve's fist crashed i nto his ,j2wo Thoughtfully Steve returned the lighter to its place.
The last .car passed as he thought, "Marie will be proud of meo "
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