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Brighton asked, clearly impressed. Astor sniped back with a smile. A second gentle smattering of polite laughter followed, which Mrs. Brighton, again as always, took part in herself. It was the third hour of the hunt, with only the Carlisles left to complete their task, obtaining a beef tongue. Astor had found the right ear, scoring a point for the gentlemen.
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Astor had been here, he knew she would have gagged quite a bit, and maybe even thrown up. But he would press on. He walked further into the one-room barn, which was lightly furnished. He quickly searched for the cow. It had to be the right cow and the right tongue to win the hunt for his fellow gentlemen.
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Brighton replied, brandy in one hand and a cigar in the other. Louis Farrell, age forty-five. He had been living with his mother, and refused to work picking the crops in favor of sleeping. He was like a pig in his lazy ways. Selena Gutierrez, age twenty-two. Barbara threatened her with a pocketknife for money, and she obliged, and threatened my poor wife.
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