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Impulsively Bob put out his hand. “We’ll win out, Jerry, and we’ll be proud that we did it. If something should happen—it’s for the Service!” Oh, dear! How embarrassing it was—perfectly horrid! And how they roared again as he came on to the wharf! Bob laughed. “There sure must be a lot of men working up there.”.
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