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Updated: May 19, 2025

And I'm not going to give her up." Messner hemmed, cleared his throat, and hemmed again, semi-apologetically, and said, "I need some money." Contempt showed instantly in Womble's face. At last, beneath him in vileness, had the other sunk himself. "You've got a fat sack of dust," Messner went on. "I saw you unload it from the sled." "How much do you want?"

Jack London - Love of Life and Other Stories