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"Well, g-good L-L-Lord! a-ain't I tryin' to t-tell ye? When we crossed the river and g-got to the step-off, Rita and D-Dic had went away and D-Doug and me st-started after 'em down the path toward B-Bays's. When we g-got up t-to 'em D-Doug he says, says 'ee, 'I-I've come for my k-kiss, says 'ee, jes' that-a-way.
Please, señor eet vas not dat I meant eet should be dis vay no, no. I no said I lofe you; I just say stay till maybe I know vich please, señor." "N-not till yer k-kiss me yourself," and Brown, intensely conscious of triumph, held back the mass of black hair, his eager eyes devouring the fair face pressing his shoulder. "O-one kiss w-with ther l-l-lips, an' I 'll let yer g-go." "No, no, señor."
"As j-justice of the peace for Garfield County, S-state of C-colorado, I'm entitled to k-kiss the bride, but mos' generally I give her one o' these heart-to-heart talks instead, onloadin' from my chest some f-free gratis g-good advice," the fat man explained in his hoarse wheeze.
"But it was no m-murder," he pleaded, "and I'm g-going away, Clo ah! won't you let me k-kiss you good-by just once, Clo?" "I'd rather you wouldn't," she whispered. "Y-your hand, then only your hand, Clo." "I'd rather you didn't!"
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