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- The hunter threw a quick glance over his shoulder and located his horse, no more than a dozen yards away and almost directly behind. When he looked forward again, the armored man had put all his strength into a furious lunge and was almost upon him.
- The Man With No Name jumped hurriedly back to elude a vicious swipe with the stub of sword blade. One spur caught in a bed of ground cactus, tripping him. He fell backward, slamming down with a force that momentarily drove the breath from his lungs.
- - Blood for a Dirty Dollar, chapter 15
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