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... plenty of room left on the old road. If the Cavalry really wanted to pass, there wouldn't have been any problems whatsoever.

But the issue was that these folks had just suffered a setback and had pent-up resentment. Besides, they were used to being overbearing; everyone else on their way had steered clear of them. So why weren't *these ones* avoiding them? What did that mean?

The hot-blooded Alvin couldn't tolerate the slightest grievance. He immediately accelerated and charged f ...

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