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Ma outfit's goin' overseas any time after midnight. Suddenly the nightmare scream of a siren started up in the distance, then another and another. They had the chauffeur let them out two blocks from the house and walked to it down an al ey between The young man in the slicker turned his back, Oh, if you're one of them yel ow bastards I won't even talk to you.
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