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As Lee Renaud, burdened with two heavy leather cases, stepped off the train in Adron, Ohio, and made his way toward the station exit, a big bronzed man rushed forward to meet him.
"Good for you, Lee!" and Captain Bartlot reached a hand for one of the cases. "You did what I was counting on-came in time to superintend the copying of that portable