Behind Fleetwood's back, when collar and tie were in place, Kent Grinned and lowered an eyelid at Jim, who put his head in from the saloon to see how far the sobering had progressed.
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When he Grinned his face appeared to break up into splinters.
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"Now you're talking," Grinned Kent, quite unmoved.
"Lonesome Land"
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