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Gallery 4 |
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 Looking rather Tolstoyesque, the challenged awaits the arrival of |
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 ... but wait, Clayton knocked Horatio out and comes to duel in his stead |
 which is fine with mean ol' Jack Simpson |
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 and which soon spells the end of poor ol' Gin Soaked Clayton |
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 who is expiring in town |
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 as the recovered Horatio hurries to his side |
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 Fredonia's going to war, Horatio ... er, that is, France just executed their king, so we get to go to war ... probably |
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