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| | The Two Gun Kid #3, a Rootin Tootin Tale of .45 Caliber Justice |
 | | Matt Hawk, the Two-Gun Kid, had been riding with Jamie Jacobs, the Phantom Rider, for several weeks now, ever since she saved his bacon at Ten-Point Creek. |
 | | And she was, he admitted to himself, a handsome sight of a woman, in or out of her ghost-white Phantom Rider costume -- not that he'd seen her indecently, of course, but as flattering as the almost indecent Phantom Rider costume was, she looked just fine in skirts, too. |
 | | Matt tried awful hard not to think about such things, particularly as she seemed to have no such thoughts of her own -- and little, if any, awareness of the fact that they were a man and a woman travelling together on the frontier. |
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