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“Your bandits!” whispered Bob to Ted. The other boy nodded an assent. “Go on,” he urged the Indian. When the fight ended in this fashion, the Indian drew himself up to his full height and with a scornful look on his face turned and walked out of the theatre. Bob followed and on the street found the man he had helped waiting for him. Pooh! Far from it. He wasn’t the least bit pale..
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