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Mr.
Faber:
"Howdy. What can we do for you, mister?" |
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Jed:
"Good afternoon, gentlemen. My that's a fine lookin' herd
of ponies, yes sir." |
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Mr. Faber:
"We're bringing these ponies down the Safflower Trail, reckon
we'll sell them for six or eight times what they're worth to
them sodbusters down in National County." |
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