"And now, widow," he continued, "attend to the next verse, for it consarns a friend o' yours. “Nigel, don’t you understand. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. ” “You will make me horribly conceited,” he answered. I want to give you warning that I have set myself to solve it. ‘Parbleu, but it is not comfortable in the least in there. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. He went on munching his water-chestnuts, and stared at the skyline.
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