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of the road." Remo had seen what Stacy was trying to point don't see
anything," he said. "It's gone now," said. "Hold on." He shifted the wagon
four-wheel drive and on the gas. The Jeep forward and slewed around the
Halfway up the road to the next tiny yellow figure wisps of white hair,
dressed in green kimono, with bedroll slung across his shoulders, was moving
in an amble that approached
run. "I'll be damned," Stacy said again. you see that- Do you see see it,"
Remo said. Stacy the gas pedal again, the vehicle leaped passing the moving
figure. yanked the wheel hard to the right the wagon spun toward the side
the mountain. At the last he slammed on the brakes and the stopped ten feet
in front of the blocking his path. leaped out of driver's seat and started
for old man came
halt, smiled benevolently at and bowed from the waist. reached out to grab
the man and he later decided, must have slipped because next thing he knew,
he was picking up from the frozen The old man had walked the purple Jeep and
was meandering up the hill. Stacy started run after him but took two steps
when the pain in side and lower back brought him to trembling stop. "You,"
he half yelled and gasped. "You." The old man turned to him. "You wish to
speak to me-" "You,"
gulped and hobbled forward. "You." "My name is am the Master of Stop
pointing at me. It's polite." As he passed the Jeep, Stacy to Remo, "Get out
there and let's this guy. He did the shooting." Remo shook his "He didn't
shoot do you know-" Stacy demanded. "He doesn't He says that guns the purity
of the art." "Oh," Stacy, who had no idea what

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