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“
Is
he
dead
?
”
inquired
those
in
the
rear
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
.
”
“
Well
,
put
your
hand
on
his
heart
.
”
“
No
!
I
—
I
don
’
t
want
to
.
”
“
What
you
afraid
of
?
”
“
Well
,
I
just
don
’
t
want
to
touch
him
,
that
’
s
all
.
It
’
s
bad
luck
.
YOU
feel
his
heart
.
”
“
You
can
’
t
always
tell
by
that
.
”
“
How
can
you
tell
,
then
?
Pshaw
,
you
fellows
make
me
sick
.
Here
,
let
me
get
there
.
I
’
ll
do
it
.
”
There
was
a
long
pause
,
as
the
other
bent
down
and
laid
his
hand
on
the
cow
-
puncher
’
s
breast
.
“
Well
?
”
