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To no man in the outfit did Randerson whisper a word concerning the result of his visit to the ranchhouse-that he would cease to be the Flying W range boss just as soon as Ruth Harkness could find a man to replace him. He went his way, thoughtful, silent, grave, filled with somber thoughts and dark passions that sometimes flashed in his eyes, but t