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"I'm the feller that owns the coon you tried to club to death," Billy answered. Billy felt his cheeks turn hot. "I might," he returned, "an' ag'in, I mightn't." "Oh, is that so? Well, my smooth friend, you're liable to learn that my jurisdiction extends further than you think. Now see here, Jacobs. You know—and I know—that I have enough on you already to put you away where you'll do little harm for several years to come. Do you want me to do it?".
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