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To look at him no one would have thought that Bill Quinn had a trace of sentiment in his make-up. Apparently he was just the grizzled old veteran of a hundred battles with crime, the last of which-a raid on a counterfeiter's den in Long Island-had laid him up with a game leg and a soft berth in the Treasury Department, where, for years he had been