"Is this Misther Wudd's, my pretty miss?" demanded the rough voice of the Irish watchman. She held out both her hands. Capes was irritatingly judicial in the matter, neither absurdly against, in which case one might have smashed him, or hopelessly undecided, but tepidly sceptical.
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