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Hal took a minute or so to ponder the situation. "Mr. Cotton," he said, at last. "I know how to spell better than that. Also my handwriting is a bit more fluent."
There was a trace of a smile about the marshal's cruel lips. "I know," he replied. "I've not failed to compare them."