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A'Romance of Arizona
Novelized Prom Edmund pay's Melodrama
By JOHN MURRAY and MILLS MILLER
Copyright. 1003, by G, W. Dillingham Cq.
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'was the man she loved. He must go
back to her, The woman's happiness
depended upon it. But Jack realized
that while he was alive Dick would
stay. One supreme sacrifice was nee-
essary.
"Go," he cried, "ar ?;'A stand up and
let 'em get me."
"No; we can hold them off," begged
Dick, firing as he spoke.
Swiftly Jack Payson arose And faced
the Iriaians.
"Goodbye" he cried to his comrade.
Dick struggled to bis feet and threw
himself on :lack to force him down be-
hind the barricade. • For a moment
tooth men were in full view of the
Dick returned the shot.
Apaches. A. volley crashed up and
across the canyon. Both men fell lock -
,.ed in each other's arms, then lay stili.
The Indians awaited the result of
-the shots. The strange actions of the
men might be only a ruse. Silence
would mean they were victorious.
\Both Jack and Dick had been struck.
:Jack was the first to recover. Reviv-
ing, he struggled out of the clasp of
I his unconscious comrade. "He's hit
bad," he said to himself, "and so am
I, I'll fight it out to the last, and if
,.they charge they won't get us alive."
Dick groaned and opened his eyes.
"Pm hit hard," he whispered. "You'd
c„better go.”
Jack was on his hands and knees
,.crawling toward his rifle when bis
..comrade spoke.
"Listen," he replied. "We're both
!Axed to stay now, so lie close. I'll
hold 'em off as long as I can, but if
,they rush save one shot for yourself—
you understand?"
"Yes, not alive!" answered Dick
.weakly, his voice thin and his face
•ashen and white with pain.
Jack reached the bowider and, with
an effort, raised himself tend peered
Goer the edge.
"They're* getting ready. Will you
take my hand now?' he asked as he
held it out to Dick,
"I sure will!" his wounded comrade
.erted, grasping it with all the strength
pane possessed.
Zack smiled in, his happiness. He
Aelt he had shade his Peace with all
. men and at last was ready to. meet
death with a clear conscience.
"It looks Iike the end, but we'll fight
for it." .
. The shrill warwhoifrs Of the t'ndi-
._ans, the first sound they bad made in
the fight, showed they felt confident of
..overcoming the melt in the nest riish.
Jack and Dick bad abandoned the
rifles and were now fighting the Indi-
:uns off with their revolvers as they
,.closed in on them.
* • r * • • •
.Was So Sad With
Heart and Nerves
Could Not Sleep
At Night.
Ilardie had halted the nigut before
at Clearwater spring. Finding it but
nand anti alkali, he had merely rested
his men and horses for to few hours
and thea pushed on for Apacne spring,
where be hoped to strike water, The
troop rode through the early morning
hours. full of grit and keen to overtake
the Apaebes, traces of whose bight
were becoming more evident every
wile, All weariness had vanished.
Even the horses felt there was some-
thing in the air and answered the bugle
call with fresh vigor and go.
A. scout first heard the firing at the
spring. He did not wait to investigate,
knowing he could do nothing alone.
The volleys, the difference in the re-
ports of the rifles, proved to him that
a fight was on, He knew that the
Apaches were being held off. Gallop-
ing; back to the troop, he reported the
fight to its commander.
The bugles sounded. The horses
were forced into a gallop. With clash-
ing accouterments and jingling spurs
and bits they dashed across the mesa
to the head of the trail. Here they met
Slim Hoover and his posse coming from
an opposite direction.
The firing in the canyon was .more
intermittent now. Dick and Jack were
Many meat arta women toss night after
ni;iht upon a sleepless bei. Some eon-
stitetional disturbance, worry or disease
ens so debilitate I an,t Irritated the heart
• 1• se ne-vous systetn that they' cannot
,.joy the refehddng sleep which comes
those whose heart and nerves are right.
Mrs. Jhhe Cray, time Laid), Ont.
rites:er I lyes se beds
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ith my heti• t am( eery e3 that I coul•nh
'sled at night, -Nerd was *Itch a pain
a t 1phetvyfeeti'ig hi My. -hest that 1
Neil 1 not stoop, and et at titne-t I wool 1
l h. •ores fizzy and /ewe* to grasp novae-
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1:10 any- goo 1 until 1 tried Milburn's
heart anti 1Veree 1'i114 teal 1 Pett ttow
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They dashed across the mesa.
saving their revolver shots, The Indi-
ans
ndians were closing in for the last rush.
Hardie dismounted his men and
threw his troop as groups of skirmish-
ers down the draws leading into one
side of the canyon. Slim and his posse
were on the left flank, armed with re-
volvers. Hardie, with a section, dash-
ed down the trail.
They came upon the Apaches with
the rush of a mountain torrent strik-
ing them in the front and on the Saanic,
The cavalrymen, fired at will, each
plunging from one cover to another as
be picked out his man.
The Indians for a few momenta re-
plied shot for shot. Their stand was a
short one, however, and they began til
fall back..
Slim entered the canyon at the head
of the scents, driving the Apaches be-
fore him. Both Jack and Dick had
fallen. Across the bodies a wave of
the battle 'flowed.
Once the Indians rallied, but so sud-
den was the attack, so -irresistible the
forward dash of the eayall ymen, that
they became discouraged and broke
and led toward their horse,, with the
soldiers in pursuit.
Siim hurried to Dick's side, seelpg he
was the worst bort. As he kneltbeside
him the dying man opened his eyes
and smiled. Leaning over him, Slim
heard him gently wbisper, "Teti her I
know she was true and not to mind.'
With 's deep sigh, his eyelids flat-
' tared, and all was still.
The scouts lied taken charge of Zack,
who was uncon-
scious and bleed•
ing freely.
From the spring
the fighting :had
drifted s o u t h-
ward. Few of
the Indians
reached the
horses, and few-
er still got away.
Scattering shots,
showed the hunt
for those 'who
tied on foot was
Still on,
Then soft and
mellow over Can -
yen and mesa
find butte floated
the bugle call,
retail** the elaq-
atrytnen to the
guidon. Back
they came cheer-
ing and tumultu-
Oarved his -tante on et ous, only to he
bookie-: silenced by the
Presence of their deed.
They buried Disk's body near the
spring and carved hes iaaine Vvith a
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cavalry saber on a bowIder near qys low bis forema1v but paused sang
At dawn the next day they began the enough to fire this parting shot at the
long march back to Port Grant, cook; "Say, Parentheslt, if them bis -
gum took charge of Jack. teurstue suits you're Makin' Is as hard asthe
him back to life. last bunch, save our of 'em for ,pee.
I want to shoe that pony of Wee.'
QIIAPTNR AV, Parenthesis threw a. tin cup at b'res-
T is dawn In the valley of the Sweet-
water, The outfit of Sweetwater
ranch bas gathered for the round-
up and the drive too the railroad.
In the Absence of her husband Echo
Payson had assumed complete charge
of the ranch And with the help of
Sagebrush, had carried on the work
just as she thought Jack would do,
hoping against hope for his return in
safety and hiding her sorrow from
those about her. .
Under a.clump of cottonwood a chuck
wagon has halted. Many of the boys
on the round -up are still asleep, the
night herders returning to camp. The
t:uok, Parenthesis, has started his prep-
arations for breakfast,
Parenthesis is tutting dough in a
dishpan set on the tailboard. Sage-
brush kneels near him, putting on his
spurs preparatory to saddling up, as be
goes on the first relief,
"Wake up Texas an' the other boys,
Fresno," ordered Sagebrush. The Cal-
ifornian threw away the butt of his
cigarette and shook each lean by the
shoulder. With much yawning and
no, who dodged It. Punching the
dough viciously, he said; "Dam tbis
bousekeepin' 1 Geta a feller's panda ail .
rough. It's enough to spite the dispo'
sition of a>4 NOW'
Zile aelileepllif was interrupted by
*uck mr.- eokiding up to the wagon
Trot the Lazy I{ outfit, which was
cameingA mile below them.
"Hello, cookie! Ilow goes itr was
bis greeting,
"You wiud it up, an' it goes eight
days," Parenthesis bellowed, his tem-
per fast reaching the breaking point.
"Sack Payson ain't back yet?" Buck
asked, paying no attention to the bad
humor of Parenthesis.
"Not that I knows on,"
The cook roiled the dough with elab-
orate care,
"Nor Hoover?"
"Ain't seen him," be replied curtly.
"Well, they hain't corrin' back, either,
rubbing of eyes the men crawled from
their sleeping bags. Dashing cold wa-
ter into their faces from a basin beside
the water barrel, they drank copiously
of the coffee which Parenthesis poured
out for them.
"Mostly all the boys are in now, ain't
they?" asked Parenthesis, looking
about the group.
"Yep," answered Sagebrush. "We'II
finish brandin' ,the calves today. I
reckon Fresno will have to take charge
of the drive. I can't leave the ranch
until Jack gets back."
Show Low was the onlysleeper who
had not responded to Parenthesis' call.
That worthy walked over and gave
him a kick which brought forth a grunt,
but no other sign of an awakening.
Returning to the fire, Parenthesis took
a tin cup and poured himself out a cup
of coffee.
"Heard any word from him yet?" he
asked as he gulped the beverage.
"Nothin'," replied Sagebrush grimly.
"Slim wrote from Fort Grant he was
on the trail, but the 'Paches were out,
an' they wouldn't let him leave the fort
till the soldiers went with him."
"Slim hadn't ougbter gone an' left
things the way he did. Buck McKee
is gettin' a lot of bad men together an'
'lows he is goin' to run fer sheriff him-
self," growled Fresno. "1 got my eye
on that Peruna."
"Peruna! Who's he?" asked Texas.
"One of Buck's outfit," answered
Fresno. "He is mighty slick with the
runnin' iron an' brandin' other folks'
calves."
"We can't be too careful," warned
Sagebrush. "Things is strained to the
bustin' point, an' any promise of gun
piny is goin' to set off a whole lot of
fireworks."
Show Low was on the verge of wak:
Ing up. This he did by gradually in-
creasing the volume of each snore and'
breaking it off with a whistle.
At the very moment Sagebrush sug-
gested gun play Show Low snorted his
loudest.
"What's that?" asked Sagebrush,
grabbing his revolver.
"Show Low, He's a regular brass
band when he gets started—from the
big trombone down to the tin whistle,"
laughed Fresno.
"It's a wonder he can sleep alongside
of that noise,"
"He can't," Fresno volunteered.
"He'll wake himself up in a minute.
He's off now."
The snores of Show Lav grew more.
frequent until he climaxed his accom-
paniment of sleep with one awful
snort, which awakened him. "Eh,
what's that?" be yelled as he bounded
to a sitting posture.
"Didn't I tell you?" queried Fresno.
Sagebrush grinned and slowly atose,
gathering up his saddle and rope.
Swinging one over each, arm, he
started toward the corral, saying:
"Come on, boys; we got a lot to do to-
day. Git your losses."
The night riders' were coming into
camp, meeting their comrades witk
grunts or in a few words telling them
what to guard against in some par-
ticular part of the grazing herd.
The sun had risen. The cattle were
on their feet browsing the short, sweet
grass, moving slowly toward the river.
"Workl" growled Show Low. "Darn
me it I ain't commenced to hate it!"
Fresno picked up bis saddle to fo1-
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"Eh, what's Matt" he yelled.
They pulled it off pretty slick on us
fellers. Hoover he lets Payson go an'
makes a bluff at chasin' after him.
Then they gets off somewhere, splits
up the money an' gives us the laugh."
Parenthesis turned ou him in anger
and shouted: "I'll bet my outfit against
a pair of green socks that either one
of 'em sir both will be back here be-
fore this round -up is over."
"You will, eh?" snarled Buck. "Well,
we're jes' waitin' fer 'em. We'll swing
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Parenthesis, however, desired to con
ttnue the conversation. "When is this,
here hitch between' yon an' Bud coat+'
In' ?" liask,
Pollyoltdrewe hersedelf up proudly twdr
sneaking with assumed hangbtineWo,i
.replied "We're ngurin' of sendin' oU
the cardss next month."
The cowboy's eyes twinkled, "Welts
I'm a-goin' to sive up cigaroot amok+
in."
""What for?" asked. Polly in surp=ite.
"Goin' in trainin' to kiss the bride.'+,
"That's nice!" said Polly, beaming,
"Yep, have to take up cbawin', like
Bud Lane,"
trolly was saved from having to an:
,ewer by Sagebrush galloping up to'
the wagon.
"Put on your gun!" he shouted t¢
•t'arenthesis. -
Asking no gtaestions, the cowpunch4
er obeyed his foreman. Trouble was
brewing; that he could plainly see.;
All be had to do was to obey orderer
and shoot when any one tried to point
e gun at him,
Turning to Polly, he cried, "Where'd
Airs. Payson?'
"She come over with me, but stopped
tt. 10qk over the tally for those cowe
that oho goin' with tbe drive."
More to himself than to Parentheses
or folly; Sagebrush said: "I wish she'd
stayed at the ranch. This range is ne
place fer women now. Buck McKetf
an' his outfit has tanked up with Gila'
whisky, an' they're just pawin' fer
trouble."
"What's come over people lately?"
asked Polly.
"It's all along of Hoover goin' away
like he dill an' leavin' us without tt'
sheriff or nobody that is anybody mak-
ln' a bluff at law an' order!" cried
Sagebrush.
"it's sot this section back twenty,
years," observed Parenthesis.
"That's what it has," agreed the.fore-
mao. "Fresno reports that he found
that Peruna of the Lazy K outfit slap -
pin' the Lazy K brand on one of. our:
calves, There ain't nobody can mav-
erick no calves belongin' to this outfits
not so long as I'm ranch boss an' cape
tain of the round -up. We've got to'
take the law iu our own ban's an'/
make an example of this bunch right
now."
Sagebrush meant what he said. He
was gathering re -enforcements from his
own men. Ile knew that the boys 01
the Allen ranch would side with him,,
and he felt that there were enough
lovers of law and order in the county
to declare themselves agaiust the highl
handed methods 'of Buck McKee and:
his fatlowers.
"Come on. sou fellows!!" aha -teali
dhow Low as he rode past the wagon
up the range.
"What is it now?" asked Sagebrush.
Over his shoulder Show Low shout-
ed: "We all had a run-in with that
Buck McKee's bunch. Fresno's laid
out with a hole in his shoulder. Billie
Nicker's cashed in. I've got some of
the Triangle boys, an' we're goin' to
snake a -clean-up,"
"You ain't goin' to do nothin' unless
I say so. We don't want no range
zard, an' as fer Hoover—well, be'a
served his last term as sheriff in this
here county—you hear me shoutin'."
McKee cut his pony with his quirt
and dashed away in time to escape an
unwelcome encounter with several
members of the Sweetwater outfit who
were riding back to camp.
The men were riding out their new
string, of ponies today. As each passed
Parenthesis flung
a gibe at him.
He had resumed
his breadmaking
when Polly rode
up to the wagon.
"Hello, Paren-
tbesis!" was her
greeting. "What
is the matter
with you?"
"Nothin', This
here housekeep-
in' is gettin' on
nay nervous sys-
tem some fear-
ful." Parenthe-
sis struck the
dough a savage
whack and add-
! out fer house-
- '} ed, "I ain't cut
keepin ."
• "You've beeu
, cut out all right,"
retorted Polly,
' glancing at bis
legs, "whatever
it's for."
• Parenthesis was
not abashed.
�/ "!'�°`""`--•.,��.'. "'rep, fer strad-
"Yep, fer straddlin' a dein' a Boss," he
hogs." proudly replied,
as if that were the chief end of man.
Polly, thus balked in her teasing.
tried a new form of badinage.
"Say, the boys are all braggin' on
your breadmakiu'. Won't you give me
your receipt?"
"Good cooks," said Parenthesis, "nev-
er give away their receipts. .Brings
bard luck to 'em next time."
"Aw, come now, Parentby, tell me,
an' I'll let you make my weddin' cake."
"Will you/ An' let me put in What-
ever I want fer jokes on the boys?"
"Yep, everything goes."
"Oh, I'll give 'eat stimethin' to dream
on, you can bet your sweet life—Soap
fer #t'resno's finger, clothespin fer
Show Low's nose, bottle of anty-fat
fer Slim! it's a swop, Miss Polly!"
"Weil, out with your great secret 01
iireedmakin'. "
"'Welt, Miss Polly, I take flour an'
water an' sonrin's ' an' a pinch of
salt"—
"Inbar en' water he Semites an' a
pinch of salt!" repeated Polly, totting
the list off on her finger's. "Why, so
do t, an' so does every otte. It must
116 th the 'workln'. How long do you
work the dough, Parenthesis'/"
"It must Ito in the workin'," re•
patted Parenthesis solemnly. "Why,
I work it eta work it he continued
With exntpering slo'tvnese.
"How long de you work it?" *skge&
Polly impatiently.
, ""'Flit my hart's look putty clean -IOW
said Parenthesis, holdieg up bis }four?
paws.
"Then you've got a day's work stili
before you!" snapped folly-, huffed at
seeing 'herself'." the victim of n Chaffing
that she herself had begin. "I Won't
"Gee, Pit miss something if T don't hurry
up.'"
•
war. We'll pit the man that did the
kiltin'.
Colne on!" commanded Sage-
brush.
Polly galloped after the men, saying,
"Gee, I'll miss something if I don't
hurry up!"
CHAPTEII XVL
FIEN Jack closed the door be-
hind bim to follow and find
Disk Lane and bring him
bass: to the woman who, the
restorer believed, loved him, Echo Pay-
son realized the Supremacy over her
soul—her pure ideals, her lofty sense
of justice- of its tenement, the wonian's
body. The moral side of her desire to-
ward Jack now became fixed in the
purpose to lift him up to her own level.
Now that be had gone from her nn
a mission that was fulfilling this very
purpose of regeneration, although she
had scot sent bim upon it for bus sake,
but her own, I":eho knew that, after alt,
else was a woman. She loved Jack
Payson with the unreasoning and un-
restrained passion that sways even the
highest Of her Sex.
She very sensibly took refuge from
her perplexing problems by jumping
Into the active life of the tench.
Faithfully she tried to perform all
that she thought Jack 'would bra*
done. Her father and mother wanted
het to come back to her old home tuitll
he returned, There she would have
mere eompauy and fewer mctnorieS of
38011 surrounding her. Each offer;
each suggestion, was kindly but firmly
put aside, When Jack returned she
must be the first to welcome hint.
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Echo and her father, who was look•
Ing after his own c•attie on the round-
up, rode up to the chuclt wagon after
Parenthesis and Sagebrush crossed the
valley to mete out justice to Penton
and fight out any attempts nt a rescue
Dismounting, Echo wnilied wearily
to the tire and sett down on n has.
Bravely though she tried 11) couceel it,
the strttin was beginning to tell upon
her. The tears would conte ar times
despite her etTorts to fight thein off.
The burden was so heavy for tier
young shoulders to bear.
A note from Slim, written itt Fort 1
Grant with a lead pencil on n sheet of
manila paper, told her briefly that, he
was going into the lava beds with the
troops, as the,Apaches were out. Dick
and Jack, he wrote, were somewhere
in the lava beds and he would bring
them beet: with him. She dared not
let herself think of the Apaches and
the horrors of their cruelties.
"Better let me get you somethin' to
eat," said her father, returning from
picketing the horses.
Echo sullied wanly at her father's
solicitude. "I am not hungry, dad."
Jim seated himself by the fire. He
recognized his helplessness in this trou-
ble.
"You been in the saddle since sun-
up," he said. "You ain't had nuthin'
to eat since breakfast. I don't see
what keeps you alive."
"Hope, dad, hope. It is what we
women live upon. My heart isn't here.
it's out in the desert behind yon moun-
tains—with Jack."
"There, there; don't take on so,
honey.,.
Kneeling beside her father, she laid
her head on his lap, as she did in
• childhood when overwhelmed with the
little troubles of the hour. Looking
into his eyes, she sighed: "Oh, dad,
it's all so tangled. I haven't known
a peaceful moment since he went
away. I've Sent• him away into God
knows what unfriendly lands, perhaps
never to return, never to know how
mach I loved him."
Patting her bend as if she were a
tired el tit9, be said: "ten all come oat
right in the end. You can't never
from the sody eerd what's in beet at
the bottom of the deck,"
Further confidences between father
and daughter were interrupted by the
boys of the round -up dashing up to the
wagon, with Perim in the midst of
the group. Peruna bad been disarmed,
Dragging the prisoner from his bron-
cho, they led hint before Allen. who
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had risen fr' m his seat.
""vfhat's all this, boys'?" asked the
ranchmart.
Sagebrush. ns foreman, explained,
This here's Peruna of "the .Lazy K
outfit"
Allen looked at the prisoner, wha
maintained a sullen silence. "Wbat's
be been doin'?"
""'Mostly everything, but Fresno
caught him red handed brandin' one of
our yearlin's," cried Sagebrush.
"It's a 11e1" broke in Peruna, glanc-
ing doggedly from one to another of
his guards._ rle knew death was the
penalty of the crime of which he stood
accused. He felt that a stout denial
would gain him time and that Buck
and his outfit might come up and save
him.
"Polite your conversation in the pres-
ence of a lady!" cried Parenthesis, nod•
ding toward Echo.
"That calf was follerin' my cow,"
answered Peruna sullenly.
"It was folierinn' one of our long
horned Texas cows with the Sweetwa-
ter brand spread all over her!" shouted
Show Low, moving menacingly toward
the cowering Peruna.
"Fresno he calls bim,"continued Sage-
brush, taking up the story, "an' this
here bad man turas loose bis battery'
an' wings Fresno some bad. Then Iit- •
tie Billie Nicker comes along, an' Pe-
runa plugs him solid."
Poor Billie had been Show' Low's
bunkle on many a long drive. That
veteran now paid this last tribute to
his friend, "Billie, who ain't never
done no harm to no one."
"He reached fer his gun"— began Pe-
runa. Sagebrush would not let him
finish bis lame defense.
"You shet up!" be cried. "We don't
want your kind on this range, an' the
quicker that's published the quicker
we'll get shot of you. We're goin' to
take the law in our own hands now.
Come on, boys!"
Two of the boys seized Peruna, drag-
ging him toward his horse, Echo halt-
ed them, however, with the query,
"What are you going to do with this
man?"
"Take hint down to the creels an'
hang Ulm to that big cottonwOOdl"
cried Show Low savagely,
Before Echo could answer Peruna
demanded a hearing, "Ilol' on a min-
ute. I got somethin' to say about
that!"
"Out with it," growled Sagebrush.
'I.as' time there was an affair at that
cottonwood the rope broke, an' the
boss thief dropped into the creek,
swum itcrost an' got away."
Sagebrush glared grimly at Penna.
"Well, we'll see that the rope don't
break with you."
In 511 seriousness Peruna replied: "I
hope so. I can't swim."
Polly, glaneing down the valley, saw
Suck McKee, with a half dozen of his
outfit, riding furiously to the rescue of •
Peruna.
"Look out, boys; here comes Buck
McKee now!" she shouted.
tinconseiously the ,nen laid their
hands on their guns and assumed of-
fensive attitudes.
Allen cried sharply: "Keep your
hands off" your gens, boys. One bad
break means the starting of a lot of
trouble,"
Duck and his band threw tbemsetieie
off their horses, ranging themselves
Oppaaite Sagebrnett Sad the Sweet,
water boys.
Swaggering up to Sagebruah, tbe
half breed insolently demanded,
"Who's the boss uv tills here Payson
mutiit?"
"I reckon you are talkie" to hitt:-:
now," eooity replied the foreman.
"Voa've got ene Wit my bays over .
here," bellowed 'Duet, adding with the
iniplie( threat '"an' we're ton* fer
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high, end make the hair think and tui ttn-
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grnv, and adds life and lustre.
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