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The woman's brown gaze was immediately on him, though she did not move. She said, "You ain't in no hurry, is you, Jim Hammer? " It wasn't, however, entirely a question.
"Ah's in trubble, Mis' Poole," the man explained, his voice shaking, his fingers twitching.