But whither The Tigress was bound or who the owner was lay beyond the reach of Ah Cum's deductions. If this is true, it must be owned that the boy's mouth showed a strong tendency on his part to coarse indulgence. Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. Wouldn't it be fun to see his name on a book-cover some day? He'll go strutting up and down without ever dreaming he owed the whole shot to us.
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