| The barkeeper's dog ran away because of the fear of being advanced. |
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| Rose and Potter, their hands entwined, round the final corner to their adobe through much mesquite. |
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| The Rio Grande is so keening. | |
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| Rose comes face to face with the drunk Scratchy. |
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| AH Potter!!!!! | |
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