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Mcmurdo took half a dozen from his pocket and held them to the light in his enormous hand, which was hairy as a guorilla's. Mc ginty laughed, you were first a coiner and then a murderer, and you came to these parts because you thought you'd be welcome. God, you'll be a mighty useful brother. I'm thinking we can do with a bad man or two among us for there are times when we have to take our own part. We'd soon be against the wall if we didn't shove back at those that were pushing us. Well, i guess i'll do my share of shoving with the rest of th boys,