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They found him seated on a stool, fondling the big grey-blue cat. He placed the cat gently down as they entered. Ringold simply growled "lying ingrates," and bade them begone and never again to so much as dare lay a boot-sole on his or his neighbors' property. And so they went, and with them went all hope of a possible drawing together in Christian brotherhood of the two factions. "'I kin that,' says I.".
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