” She repeated, as if she answered an objector: “A sort of blacklegging. Whence had she come: whither was she bound? A temporary congestion in the street held up the caravan for a spell; and Ah Cum looked backward to note if any of the party had become separated. Mother—dear mother!" he added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again. To her mind, recalling the picture of him the night before, there had been something tragic in the grim silent manner of his tippling. ’ ‘Oh, don’t I? What do you have under all those petticoats, a holster?’ ‘But yes, and they are empty.
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