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"Oh isn't that splendid," cried the girl. "He's such a dear old fellow when he's sober. Do you suppose he'll be strong enough to give up drink altogether, Billy?" "No, we'll have to find out. Say, Bill, where 'bouts is the path?" "And," Maddoc resumed, "do you happen to know that he made a will, leaving all he possessed to you?".
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