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Slowly, the lights begin to
dawn in Mingo's recessed mind...
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Mingo:
"Wait a spell... now I reco'nize you! You're that no good
Obadiah Dirt that gunned down my three brothers! Two of
them boys didn't even deserve it!" |
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Obadiah:
"No, that ain't true! My name is p-p-p-Pupkin..." |
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Mingo:
"So... yer in jail under a phony name, huh? Won't it be
fun to watch them find out about who you are? I can tell 'em
about them Marshals you done killed, too... It's just
too dang bad yer trial is going to be post mortem!" |
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