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    <title>Lingard075</title>
    <Collections>Chapter 8</Collections>
    <Contributor>Lingard Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1972</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Thursday, March 10, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Lingard075</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Manuscript</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Sadie, McCoy</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard075</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
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    <Transcript>﻿69

&quot;No.&quot; He held her arm more firmly. &quot;They look like a x posse
of vigilantes,&quot; he said jokingly.

The men werewalkeding witha a firm even tread as if they were out on
patrol. As they drew nearer, Sadie felt certain that she was going to
recognise them. Their outlines were familiar, their heights were
correct.

&quot;It&#039;s them,&quot; she murmared. &quot;I might have/known it. Go on, go,
please, Kevin,&quot; she said urgently.

But he stayed beside her. They met the men in the middle of the
street. They stopped with a few yards of pavement between them.
Then Mr McCoyJackson, Mr Mullet and Tommy advanced to confront Sadie and TommyKevin.
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