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Chapter 20 HOW THE TRUST BOUGHT MEDICINE
Wild Bill ate his supper that evening because it was his custom to do so. He had no inclination for it, and it gave him no enjoyment. He treated the matter much as he would have treated the stoking of a stove on a winter's night. So long as he was filled up he cared little for the class of the fuel.
Birdie waited on him with an attention and car
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