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The Empty Cave
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hand, sputtered and whispered where it lay on the gravel.
“She's gone,” he said to emptiness. “She's lef' me!”
Black Bart licked his limp hand but dared not even whine.
hand, sputtered and whispered where it lay on the gravel.
“She's gone,” he said to emptiness. “She's lef' me!”
Black Bart licked his limp hand but dared not even whine.
