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He blinked his eyes. Vigorously shook his head in the manner of a man recovering from a hard punch. Somehow, as Critch began to draw away with Joshie, he managed to raise his voice in a feeble facsimile of insouciance.
'Ride her easy, little brother! Take your spurs off before you mount!'
'Leave spurs on,' Kay called. 'Make ol' Joshie jump!'
'I jump anyway!' Joshie called back happily. 'Ol' Critch, he plenty damn man!'
*The End*
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