” Sir John turned towards the door. The little girl uttered no remonstrance; but, replacing the flowers in the basket, burst into tears, and withdrew. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. " "Wait a bit, massa," replied the grinning negro,—"lilly bit—see all right fust. Were the parents agreeable? Were they of age? Had the license been procured? But here, in a far country, only the velvet manacles of wedlock were necessary. This employment seemed to afford him the highest satisfaction; for a diabolical grin—it cannot be called a smile—played upon his face all the time he was engaged in it. But her temper almost flared again when the sergeant spoke. His shoulders were bent, his face was furrowed with wrinkles. " "You're not come here to insult me, Mr.
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