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Excerpts: [... to his full length. 'Unhand ma pants, Angus,' says he, 'ma duty calls,' and away goes the puir wee feller to meet his doom at the hands of ...... They were still able to distinguish the locality, until three spurts of red flame in the very center of the town marked the falling of ...... me, ye miserable chauffeur! The man obeyed. He pulled over the propeller-blade twice, then ...]
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