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Communications in NicaraguaTelephones - main lines in use: 140,000 (1996)Telephones - mobile cellular: 4,400 (1995) Telephone system:
low-capacity microwave radio relay and wire system being expanded; connected to Central American Microwave System
Radio broadcast stations: AM 63, FM 32, shortwave 1 (1998) Radios: 1.24 million (1997) Television broadcast stations: 3 (plus seven low-power repeaters) (1997) Televisions: 320,000 (1997) Internet Service Providers (ISPs): 5 (1999) Country code (Top level domain): NI
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Nevertheless, she did fall asleep and did not awaken till disturbed
afternoon was far spent. She had slept hours. Someone was knocking.
the door.
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were steaming pans and cups. He handed this rude tray up to Joan.
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filled larder, and as Joan had fared on coarse and hard food for
was eating, the blanket curtain moved aside and Kells appeared. He
his shirt-sleeves, had been clean shaven, and looked a different
mockery.
"I'm grateful for the privacy," she replied.
"You think you could be worse off, then?"
"I know it."
"Suppose Gulden kills me--and rules the gang--and takes you? ...
tell you some day when I want to scare you bad."
"Gulden!" Joan shivered as she pronounced the name. "Are you and he
buzzards. There's safety in numbers, but we fight together, like
was adventure. ... I'm willing to try a new one, if you'll go with
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"Where did you get the gold?" she asked
"I've relieved a good many overburdened travelers and prospectors,"
sudden heat. "You must be utterly mad--to ask me to marry you."
"No, I'm not mad," he rejoined, with a laugh. "Gulden's the mad one.
only lost my head over you. But compare marrying me, living and
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