Dese ere not schouts, as you faind, but jonkers on a vrolyk; and if dey'd
chanshed to keel de vrow Sheppard's pet lamb, dey'd have done her a servish, by
shaving it from dat unpleasant complaint, de hempen fever, with which its laatter
days are threatened, and of which its poor vader died. “This is Mr. ”
She looked at him with uplifted eyebrows—a look of whimsical incredulity. Immediately after it, he was off again, and that, let me tell
you, was the last anyone saw of him. Here I am as an alternative either to
nasty work—or going home. The
confirmed drunkard's mouth at length sets itself peculiarly; it becomes the mark
by which thoughtful men know him. laws alone swamp our small staff. ‘If you had told
him that I would rather die than see him, he would not have come. It was there in the breast pocket, stiff and legal looking. She stared at him.
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