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With equal gravity I inquired, What sort of weapon did you have in mind, Evelyn? A pistol? Dear me, no, Amelia, I am terrified of firearms and would probably shoot the wrong person. der to lure the treasures from the deep chambers of the great lode and to bring enlightenment to the desert. Nothing else? No. Evans was a poet, and once composed an elegy with a refrain which ended: Gone, gone, gone-- Gone to his endeavor; Gone, gone, gone, Forever and forever.
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