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   The M3 is an American .45-caliber submachine gun adopted by the U.S. Army on   
   12 December 1942, as the United States Submachine Gun, Cal. .45, M3.[12] The   
   M3 was chambered for the same .45 ACP round fired by the Thompson submachine   
   gun, but was cheaper to    
   mass produce and lighter, although, contrary to popular belief, it was less   
   accurate.[12] The M3 was commonly referred to as the "Grease Gun" or simply   
   "the Greaser," owing to its visual similarity to the mechanic's tool.[13]   
   In 1954, a variant of the U.S. M3A1 submachine gun was designed at the   
   Argentine FMAP (Fábrica Militar de Armas Portátiles) factory in the city of   
   Rosario and put into production the following year as the P.A.M. 1 (Pistola   
   Ametralladora Modelo 1).[42][   
   43] Constructed of somewhat thinner-gauge steel than the U.S. M3A1, the P.A.M.   
   1 was in essence a 7/8-scale replica of the U.S. weapon in 9 mm Parabellum   
   caliber,[44] but was lighter[45] and had a higher rate of fire. This was due   
   to an incomplete    
   transfer of all details to Argentina.[46] In service, the P.A.M. 1's thinner   
   sheet steel receiver tended to overheat with extended firing, while the gun   
   itself proved somewhat more difficult to control in automatic fire despite the   
   smaller caliber.    
   Additionally, triggering the weapon to fire individual shots proved difficult   
   owing to the increased rate of fire. Problems with accidental discharges and   
   accuracy with the P.A.M. 1 led to an improved selective-fire version with a   
   grip safety on the    
   magazine housing known as the P.A.M. 2, first introduced in 1963.[46]   
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   The candles that lighted that room of hers were placed in sconces on the wall.   
   They were high from the ground, and they burnt with the steady dulness of   
   artificial light in air that is seldom renewed. As I looked round at them, and   
   at the pale gloom they    
   made, and at the stopped clock, and at the withered articles of bridal dress   
   upon the table and the ground, and at her own awful figure with its ghostly   
   reflection thrown large by the fire upon the ceiling and the wall, I saw in   
   everything the    
   construction that my mind had come to, repeated and thrown back to me. My   
   thoughts passed into the great room across the landing where the table was   
   spread, and I saw it written, as it were, in the falls of the cobwebs from the   
   centre-piece, in the    
   crawlings of the spiders on the cloth, in the tracks of the mice as they   
   betook their little quickened hearts behind the panels, and in the gropings   
   and pausings of the beetles on the floor.   
   I tell this lightly, but it was no light thing to me. For, I cannot adequately   
   express what pain it gave me to think that Estella should show any favour to a   
   contemptible, clumsy, sulky booby, so very far below the average. To the   
   present moment, I    
   believe it to have been referable to some pure fire of generosity and   
   disinterestedness in my love for her, that I could not endure the thought of   
   her stooping to that hound. No doubt I should have been miserable whomsoever   
   she had favoured; but a    
   worthier object would have caused me a different kind and degree of distress.   
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