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 "Now, now, you don't mean that!" Dave shook his head slowly. "Don't go to sayin' things you don't mean. You ain't the man to go an' jump another feller's claim, boy. I know you better'n that. Here, fill your glass an' we'll drink to it."

Dave stood up and held his glass out.

"Ready? Here's hopin', boy, God bless you!" he said earnestly. "Here's that you win."