The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, June 28, 1923, Image 2

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anar MEETS WEST II "Ar Tlii T-mn firmi "K struck Madeline, lie was n door oi
SYNOI'SIS.-ArrlvlnR lit the tono
ly little railroad atritlon at El Ca
inn, New Mexico, Madeline Ham
ntond. Now Yorlc noddy Klrl, nridn
n5 one to meet her. While In the
waltlnff ro..n, b drunken cowboy
cntcrH, rh)s If sho Ib married, and
dtpartH, leiivlnj? her turrllled. Ho
returna with a piient. who koou
through some sort of rcremony.
and the cowboy fori en her to say
"81." Asklnc her namo and learn
InK her Idnntlty the cowboy bcoiiih
dared. In n nhootliiK scrapo out- .
Mdo tho room n. Mexican In Killed.
Tho cowboy lets n Klrl. Honlta,
talto htn borso nnd uhc.ii c tlion
conduit Madeline to riorence
KliiKBley; friend of her brother.
Kloreneo welcomes her, learns her
Htory, nnd tlm cowboy,
One Stewart. Next day Alfred
Hammond, Madeline's brother,
lal(H Stewart to tank. Madeline
exonerate him of nny wronR In
tent. Alfied. nclon of n wealthy
fatidty. hail been dismissed from
hli home lieraimo of Ilia dlH.slptitlon.
Madeline sees that tho Went has
r deemed him. She meets .Stlllwell,
Al's employer, typical western
ranchman. Stlllwell tells her bow
Stejvait beat up the Hherlff to Hive
her from arrest nnd then lit out
for the border, ihinny Mains, one
of StlllweH'H cowboys, has dlsap
peaied, with some of BtlllweU'H
money. Ills friends link IiIb namo
ullji the Klrl llonlta. Madeline. KCts
a Kllmpso of llfo on a western
rnmh. Stewart sends Madeline his
hoiMj Majesty. She buys out Still
well and "Her Majesty's Hancho"
beiomes famous. She tlnds her llfo
work under "The Until of Western
Staro." U'lirnltijr Stewart had
been hurt In a brawl at Chlrlcnhua,
Madeline visits him and persuades
blm to como to tho ranch as tho
boss of ber cowboys. Jim Nols,
Nick Steclo and "Monty" 1'rlcn nro
Mndellnu's chief riders, They have
a feud with Don Carlos' vaqueros,
who nro roally K'teulllas. Made
line makes Stewart promlsu that
pcaco Is kept. Thoy raid Don Car
Ion' ranch for coutrnbiiud arms.
Madeline nnd Florence, returning
homo from Alfied's ranch, run Into
an nmbush of vaipioros. Kloiunce
decoys them away, and Madeline
Bets home safely. A raldlnn Kuer
rllla hand carries off Madeline.
Stewnrt follows alone. Ho releases
the Klrl, nrratiKhiK for ransom. Uo
turnliiK homo with Stewart, Made
line finds herself strangely Btlircd.
CHAPTER XI Continued.
"I've done the service. Only don't
mention pay to me. lint there's one
thine I'd like you to know, nnd I 11ml
It hard to say. It's prompted, 'maybe,
by what I know yon think of me and
what I Imut'lno your family nnd
friends would think If they knew. It's
not prompted by prhlu or conceit. And
It's this : Such u woman as you should
never have come to this Godforsaken
country unless trim meant to forget
herself. Hut ns you did come, and hh
you wero dragged away by those dev
lis, I want you to know that nil your
wealth and position and Influence nil
that power behind you would never
linvo saved you from hell tonight. Only
Mich n man ns Nels or Nick Steele or
I could have done that."
MnriollM; Hammond felt the grent
levellnu force of tho truth. Whatever
the difference between her and Stew
nrt. or whatever tho Imagined differ
ence set up by false standards of class
und culture, the truth was that here
on this wild mountain-side she was
only u woman and ho was simply a
man. It was n man that she needed,
und If her choice could have been con
sidered In this extremity It would
hae fallen upon hltu who had just
faced her In quiet, hitter speech. Here
was food for thought.
"I reckon we'd better start now," he
said, and drew the horse to a large
rock. "Come."
Madeline's will grently exceeded her
strength. For the llrst time she nc
kunwicrigcil to herself that she had
been hurt. Still, she did not feel much
pain except when she moved her shoul
der. Once In the saddle, where Stew
art lifted her, she drooped weakly.
Tho way was rough ; every step the
horse tool; hurt her; and tho slope of
the ground threw her forward on the
"Here Is the trail," said Stewnrt, nt
Not far from that point Madellno
swayed, and but for Stewart's support
would have fallen from the saddle. She
heard hhn swear under his breath.
, 'Were, this won't do," he said.
"Throw your leg over the pommel.
The other one there."
Then, mounting, he slipped behind
her nnd lifted and turned her, and
then held ber with his left arm so
that she lay across the saddle and his
knees, her head against his shoulder.
As the horse started Jnto a rapid
walk Madeline gradually lost all pain
and discomfort when she relaxed her
muscles. Presently she let herself go
unit lay Inert, greatly to her relief.
I'or n little while she seemed to be
half drunk with tho gentle swaying of
n hammock. Her mind became at once
dreamy nnd active, ns If It thought
fully iccorded the slow, soft Impro.v
slons pouring In from all her senses.
Shu could not believe the evidence of
the day's happenings. Would any of
her people, her friends, ever believe
It? Could sho tell It? She remem
bered tho ghoulish visages of those
starved rebels, and marveled at her
blessed foYtuno In escaping them.
Stewart's arrival In tho glade, tho
' courage with which ho had faced tho
outlnwed men, grew as real to her now
as the Iron arm that clasped her. Had
It been nn Instinct which hnri Impor
tuned her to save this tuan when he
lay III and hopeless In the aback nt
Qhlrlcahua? In helping him had sho
hedged round her forces that had Jusl
operated snv ker Uf. w If not
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Copyright by Harptr
(lint, inoro than llfo wns to her?
believed bo.
A heavy lutiguor, like u blanket, be
gan to stunl upon her. She wnverod
nnd drifted. With tho lust half-con-ncIous
sense of a mullled throb nt her
our, n something Intangibly sweet,
deep-toned, und strange, llko it distant
calling boll, Hho foil asleep with her
head on Stcwurt's breast.
-. '.'-.
Friends From tho Eaot
Throe days after ber return to the
ranch Madeline could not dkeover nny
physical discomfort ns n tcmlnder of
ber adventurous experiences. If It had
nn been for the quiet nnd persistent
guardianship of hor cowboys sho might
almost have forgotten Hon Cnrios t nd
Ihe rnhlers. Madeline wiw assured of
the .splendid physical fitness to which
this much life had developed ber, und
(hat she was assltnllntlng something
or tho Western disregard of danger.
A hard ride, an nccldent, n day In the
sun und dust, nn adventure with out
laws tlu'se might onco have been
unit tors of latge Import, but now for
Madeline they were in order with all
the rest of her changed life.
There was never a day that some
thing Interesting was not brought to
her notice. Slllwell, who hud cease
lessly repronched himself for riding
uwny the morning Madellno wns cap
tured, grew more like an anxious par
ent than u faithful superintendent. He
wns never nt ease regarding her unless
lie wns near the ranch or had left
Stewart there, or cine Nols nnd Nick
Steele. Naturally, he trusted more to
Stewart than to nny one else.
"Miss Majesty, It's suro amazln
strange nbottt Gene," said tho old cat
tleman, us ho tramped Into Madeline's
"Whnt's tho matter now?" sho In
quired. "Wal, Gene hns rustled off Into the
mountains again. He's sneaked off,
an' Nols, who wns down to the lower
trail, saw him meet somebody that
looked like Padre Marcos. Wal, I went
.town to tho church, und, sure enough,
I'ariro Marcos Is gone. Whnt do you
think of that, Miss Majesty?"
"Maybo Stewart Is getting religious,"
laughed Madeline. "Let him take his
mysterious trips Into the mountains.
Here, Stlllwell, I have news for you
that inny give you reason for worry. I
have letters from home. And my sis
ter, with n party of friends, Is coming
out to visit me. They are society foil;,
and one of them Is an Kngllsh lord.
Let me read you a few extracts from
my mall."
Madeline took up her sister's letter
with n strange sensation of how eas
ily sight of a crested monogrnni nnd
scent of riellcntoly perfumed paper
could recall tho brilliant llfo she had
given up. Sho scanned the pages of
beautiful handwriting. Helen seldom
wrote letters, und she never road tiny-
For a Little While She Seemed to Be
Half Drunk With the Gentle Sway
Ing of a Hammock.
tiling, not oven popular novels of the
day. Sho was ns absolutely Ignorant
of the West as tho Englishman, who,
rdie said, expected to hunt buffalo and
fight Indians. Moreover, there was u
satiric note In the letter that Made
line did not like, und which roused
her spirit.
When she finished reading aloud n
few paragraphs tho old cattleman
snorted nnd his face grew redder.
"Hid your sister write that?" ho
asked. "Hoes sho think we're u lot of
wild men from llorneo?"
"Evidently she does. I rather think
she la In for n surprise. Now, Stlll
well, you nre clever and you can se
the situation. I want my guests to on
Joy their stay here, but I do not want
that to bo at the expense of the feel
ings of all of us, or oven nny one.
Helen will bring n lively crowd.
They'll crnvo excitement tho unusual.
Let us seo that they nro not disap
pointed. You take tho boys Into your
conlldence. Tell them what to expect,
and tell them how to meet it. I shall
help you In that. I want the boys to
be on dress-uurnrie when they ure off
and Brothers
duty. I want them to bo on their
most elegant behavior. I do not care
whnt thoy do, what measures they
take to protect themselves, what tricks
they contrive, so long as they do not
overstep tho limit of kindness and
courtesy. I want them to pluy their
parts seriously, naturally, ns If they
had lived no other way. My guests
expect to have fun. Let us moot them
with fun. Now whnt do you sny?"
Stlllwell rose, his great bulk tower
ing, his huge faco beaming.
"Wal, I suy It's the most nmnzlti'
fine Ideo I ever hcord In my life."
", I inn glad you like It," went
on Madeline. "Come to mo ngaln,
Stlllwell, after you hnvo spoken to
the boys. Hut, now that I huvo sug
gested It, I am n little nfruld. You
know what cowboy fun Is. Perhaps"
"Don't you go bad; on that Idee,"
Interrupted Stlllwell. Ho wns nssttr
Ing nnd bland, but his hurry to con
vlnco Madellno betrayed hlin. "Leave
tho boy to me. Why, don't they nil
swenr by you, snino ns tho Mexicans
do to tho Virgin? They won't disgrace
you, Miss Majesty. They'll be simply
Immense. It'll beat any show you ever
"I believe It will," replied Mudellne.
"Very well, wo will consider It settled.
My guests will arrive on May ninth.
Meanwhile let us get Her Mnjesty's
Ituncho In shapo for this Invasion."
On the afternoon of the ninth of
May, perhaps half nn hour nfter Made
line had received u telephone message
from Link Stevens announcing the ur
rlvnl of her guests nt El Cnjon, Flor
ence cnlleri her out upon tho porch.
Stlllwell was there with his fuce wrin
kled by his wonderful smile nnd his
eaglo eyes riveted upon the distant
valley. Far nwuy, perhups twenty
miles, n thin streak of white dust rose
from the valley floor nnd slanted bky
ward. "Look!" said Florence, excitedly.
"What Is that?" asked Madeline.
"Link Stevens nnd the automobile!"
"Oh no! Why, It's only n few min
utes since he telephoned saying tho
party had Just arrived."
"Take n look with the glasses," said
One glance through tho powerful
binoculars convinced Madeline that
Florence wns right. And nnother
glance at Stlllwell told her that he was
speechless with delight. "Wal, ns Nels
says, I wouldn't be In that there ot
tomohllc right now for a million
pesos," ho retnnrked.
"Why? Is Stevons driving fnst?"
"Good Lord I Fnst? Miss Majesty,
there hain't ever been nnythln' except
a streak of llghtnln' run so fast In this
country. I reckon Id like to be hyar
when Link drives up, but I wont to bo
with the boys down by the bunks. It'll
bo soino fun to see Nols tin' Monty
when Link conies flyln' along."
"I wish Al hud stayed to meet them,"
said Madeline.
Her brothor had rather hurried n
shipment of cattle to California; nnd
It was Madeline's supposition that ho
bad welcomed tho opportunity to ab
sent hlm-self from tho ranch.
"I am sorry he wouldn't stay," re
plied Florence "Hut Al's all business
now. And bo's doing finely. It's just
ns well, perhaps."
"Surely. That was my pride speak
ing. I would llko to have nil my fam
ily and all my old friends seo what a
man Al has become. Well, Link Stev
ens Is running llko the wind. The car
will 1 e here bofore we know it. Flor
ence, we've only a few moments to
dress. Hut llrst I want to order ninny
nnd various and exceedingly cold re
freshments for that approaching
Less than n half-hour Inter Madeline
went ngnln to tho porch nnd found
Florence there.
"Oh, you look Just lovely!" ex
claimed Florence, Impulsively, as she
gazed wide-eyed up nt Madeline. "And
somehow so different!"
Madellno smiled n little sadly. Per
haps when sho had put on that ex
quisite wblto gown something hnri
come to her of the manner which be
fitted tho wenrlng of it. Sho could not
resist the desire to look fair once more
In tho eyes of those hypercritical
friends. The sad smile had been for
the days that were gone. For she
knew that what society had once been
pleased to cnil her beauty had trebled
since It had last been seen In a drawing-room.
Mudellne wore no Jewels,
but nt her wnlst she had pinned two
great crimson roses. Against the dead
white thoy had the life and lite mid
redness of the desert.
"Link's hit tho old round-up trull,"
said Florence, "and oh, Isn't he riding
that car!"
With Florence, ns with most of the
cowboys, the car was never driven,
tint ridden.
A white spot with n long trail of
dust showed low down In the valley.
It was now headed almost straight for
tho ranch. Madeline watched It grow;
Ing larger moment by moment, nnd
her ploasuralilo emotion grew accord
ingly. Then the rapid bent of n horse's
hoofs caused her to turn.
Stewnrt was riding In on his black j
horse. He hud been absent on an im
portant mission, nuri hts duty had
taken him to the International bound
ary line. Ills presence home long be-
foro ho was iirpeeted was particularly
gratifying to Madeline, for it meant
thnt bis mission hud been brought to n
successful Issue. Once mor6, for the
lil,r.1.iilMi ittitA llm ,(..'(, tilt I,
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laftMtnl Afnilnlliiu t Tit u'net n ilfini if
Madollno ndvnnced to tho porch
stops. And Stewart, nfter taking
parcel of papers from n saddle-bag,
turned toward her.
"Stewart, yoi: nre tho best of
couriers," she said. "I am plensed."
Dust streamed from his sombrero ns
he doffed It. His duiic face seemed to
rise ns he strnlghtened weary shoul
ders. "Here nre tho reports, Miss Ham
mond," ho replied.
As he looked up to sec her standing
there, dressed to receive her enstern
guests, he checked his ndvnnce with
a vIolOHit nctlon which rccnlleri to
Madeline the one ho had made on the
night she bad mot him, when she dis
closed Inn Identity. A man struck by
a bullet might have had nn Instant Jerk
of tnusculnr control such ns convulsed
Stewart. In that Instant, ns hor keen
gaze searched his dust-caked face, she
met the full, free look of his eyes. Her
own did not fall, though she felt n
warmth stnl to her cheeks. Madeline
very seldom blushed. And now, con
scious of her sudden color, u genuine
blush flamed on her face. It was lni-
And Now, Conscious of Her Sudden
Color, a Genuine Blush Flamed on
Her Face.
tatlng because It was Incomprehensi
ble. Sho received the papers from
Stewnrt and thanked him. He bowed,
then lea the Ijlncl; down the path to
ward the corrals.
Madeline wntched the weary horso
and rider limp down the path. What
had mnde her thoughtful? Mostly It wns
something new or sudden or Inexpllc.
nble that stirred her mind to quick
analysis. In this Instance the thing
that had struck Madellno wns Stew
art's glance. Ho had looked at her,
and the old burning, Inscrutable tiro,
the dnrkness, hntl left his eyes. Sud
denly they hnd been beautiful. Tho
look bud not been ono of surprise or
udmlratlou; nor had It been one of
love. Sho was fnmlllnr, too familiar
with all three. It had not been n gnzo
of passion, for there was nothing
beautiful In that. Madeline pondered.
And presently she realized that Stew
art's eyes had expressed a strange Joy
of pride. That expression Madeline
hnd never before encountered In the
look of any man. Probably Its strange
ness hnd mnde hor notice it nnd nc
counteri for her blushing. The longer
she lived nmong these outdoor men
the more they surprised her. Particu
larly, how Incomprehensible was this
cowboy Stewart! Why should he have
piido or Joy at sight of her?
Tho approaching ntitomoblle was on
the slope now, some miles down the
long gradual Giant. Its velocity wns
astounding. Long, gray veils, like pen
nants, streamed in the wind. A low
rushing sound became perceptible, nnd
It grew louder, becntno n roar. The
car shot like an arrow past the nlfalfa
flelri, by the bunk-houses, where the
cowboys waved nnd cheered. The
horses and burros In tho corrals began
to snort nnd trump nnd race In fright.
At tho bnse of the long slope of the
foothill Link cut tho speed more than
half. Yet the car roared up, rolling
the dust, flying capes and veils nnd ul
sters, nnd crashed nnd cracked to n
halt In the yard before tho porch.
Madellno descried u grny, dlshoveled
mass of humanity pnekeri Inside the
car. Hesldes tho driver there were
seven occupants, nnd for u moment
they appeared to bo coming to life,
moving and exclaiming under the volls
nnd wraps nnd dust-shields.
Link Stevens stepped out and, re
moving heliuet und goggles, coolly
looked nt bis watch.
"An hour nn' u quarter, Miss Ham
mond," lie said. "It's sixty-three miles
by the valley road, nn' you know
there's u couple of bad hills. I reckon
wo mnde fair time, conslderln' you
wanted mo to drive slow nn' safe."
From the mass of dusty-veiled hu
manity In the car came low exclnnm
tlons and plaintive feminine walls. .
Madeline stepped to the front of the
nnrch. Then the deep voices of men
hnnri softer voices of women united In
ono glad outburst, as much a thanks
giving as n greeting, "Majesty!"
Helon Hnmntond was threo years
younger than Madeline, and u stealer,
pretty girl. Having recovered bur
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f hreniii soon aftxr Mmlelinr toox tier i
her room, she-began to talk.
"Majesty, old girl, I'm. here ; but y.m
enn bet I would never have gotten here
If I hnd known about that tide from
tho railroad. You never wrote that
you had u car. I thought this wns out
West stige-coach, nnd all that sort of
thing. Such n tremendous cart And
the rond! What kind of n chauffeur
Is ho?"
"He's n cowboy. He wns crippled
by falling under his horse, so I had
him Instructed t run tho car. He can
drive, don't you think?"
"Drlvo? Good gracious! lie scared
us to death, except Cnfctleton. Nothing
could scare that cold-blooded little
Kngllshman. I urn dizzy yet. Do you
know, Mnje.sty, I was delighted when
I snw tho car. Then your cowboy
driver met us at tho platform. What
n queer-looking Individual! He hud u
big pistol strapped to those leather
trousers.. That mndo me nervous.
When he piled us nil in with our grips,
he put ate In the scat beside him,
whether I liked It or not. I was fool
enough to toll him I loved to travel
fast. What do you think he said?
Well, ho eyed mo in n rnthcr cool and
speculative way and said, with n smile,
'Miss, I reckon anything you love nn'
want bnd will bo coming to you out
here!' I didn't know whether It wns
delightful enndor or Impudence. Then
ho snld to nil of us: 'Shore you had
better wrap up in tho veils nn' duster.
It's n long, slow, hot, dusty tide to tho
ranch, nn' Miss Hnniuiond's order wns
to drive safe.' lie got our baggage
checks and glivc thoifi to n man with
a huge wngon and n four-horse team.
Then he cranked tho car, Jumped In,
wrapped his arms round tho wheel,
and sank down low In his seat. Thero
was n crack, a Jerk, n kind of flash
around us, nnd that dirty little town
wfls somewhere on the mup behind.
For about five minutes I bad n lovely
time. Then the wind began to tear
mo to pieces. I couldn't henr any
thing but the rush of wind nnd roar of
tho car. I could see only straight
uhenri. What a road I I never saw n
road In my life till today. Miles nnd
miles nnd miles abend, with not even
n post or tree. That big car seemed
to leap nt tho miles. It hummed nnd
snng. I wns fascinated, then terrified.
We went so fast I couldn't catch my
breath. The wind went through me,
und I expected to be disrobed by It
nny minute. I was nfrnld I couldn't
hold nny clothes on. Presently nil I
could see was n flushing gray wall
with a white line In the middle. Then
my eyes blurred. My fnce burned. My
enrs grow full of n hundred thousand
howling devils. I was about ready to
die when tho car stopped. I looked
nnd looked, nnd when I could see,
there you stood!"
"nelen, I thought you were fond of
speeding," snld Madeline, with n laugh.
"I was. Hut I assure you I never
before was In a fnst enr; I never met
a driver."
"Perhaps I mny have a few sur
prises for you out here In the wild nnd
woolly West."
Helen's dark eyes showed a sister's
memory of possibilities.
"You've started well," she said. "I
am simply stunned. I expected to find
you, old nnd dowdy. Majesty, you're
the handsomest thing I over lnlri eyes
on. loirro so spienuiu unu strong,
nnd your skin Is like white gold.
Whnt's happened to you? What's
changed you? This beautiful room,
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ose glorious roses out tnore, tne cool, i , . . ,,,.., . n, , -,rS
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dark sweetness of tills wonderful
bouse! I know you, Majesty,-and,
though you never wrote It, I bellovo
you hnve made a homo out here.
That's the most stunning surprise of J
all. Come, confess. I know I've nl-
ways been selflsh nnd not much of a
sister; but If you nre happy out hero '
I urn glad. You were not happy at i
home. Tell me nboiit yourself nnd
about Alfred. Then I shall give you
all the messages nnd news from the '
East." f
It afforded Madeline exceeding pleas
ure to have from ono and all of her
guests varied encomiums of her beau
tiful home, and n real and warm Inter
est In whnt promised to bo n delight
ful and memorable visit.
Of them nil Castloton wns the only
one who failed to show surprise. Ho ,
greeted her precisely ns he hnd when
be hnd last seen her In London. Mnde- I
line, rather to hor astonishment, found I
meeting blm again pleasurable. Sho
discovered she liked this Imperturbable t
Englishman. Manifestly her cnpnclty
for liking nny one hnd Immeasurably
enlarged. Quite unexpectedly her old
girlish love for her younger sister
sprang Into life, nnd with It Interest
In these hnlf-forgotten friends, and n i
warm regard for Edith Wayne, a chum
of college days.
"There's a nana of
riding on the ranchl"
Being Literal.
The child was Inspecting the guest
with that frankness that characterizes
children of four.
Tho guest u good sport who un
derstood children, wns submitting
gamely to tho inspection.
"My papa said sumpln" about you,
"Indeed? I hope it was something
nice." '
"Ho said, my papa did, that you
had sumpln' ubovo your eyes 'sides
"Woll, that was line Ho meant to
say 1 had brains I I tbonk htm for
tho compliment."
"I wns Just flnkln," wont on the
child, looking nt tho man's shlnln.'j
dome, "It's n good ling you has brains,
or they surely wouldn't bo no trufo In
whut my mipa said." Fnrw Llfa.
Now Recommends Lydia E
r it
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wnicn a physician
said I would have to
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all run down for twi
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read of your won
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decided to try it. 1
could hardly dragon
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and after taking six bottles of tho Vege
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