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... pring day , riding in the mail coach . It was a late afternoon, and Bill Remmer was busy planting rose seedlings .
"Are you Mr. Bill Remmer ?" the girl asked coutiously . Bill stared back at her in a daze . Her pronunciation was very smooth , but there was something off about her accent .
"Yeah , I'm Bill Remmer ," he replied .
The girl watched as Bill brushed the dirt off his hands and took off his Straw hat . She flinched when she saw his tab face , no longer obscured b ...
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