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"At this range it should have cut them to pieces!" . . . No, wait, she moved her hand! See how Daddy-Well-Done is rushing - she must still be alive!" . They'll beat a path to your door with fire and signal flares - even in the daytime!" .

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. . . And tell them to find 'em quickly," Chopin barked over his shoulder while assisting the doctor. Daddy-Well-Done and his mates were digging in the field beyond the obstacle, emplacing the new mines that they had just received the day before. . .

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