” “Damn!” he remarked at the defaced letter; and, taking a fresh sheet, he recopied what he had written. Neither of them joined in the applause which followed upon her exit. You simply can't get good oil down there, so I must husband the few drams I carry. He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. "I see him!—row for your life!" "That's the way to miss him, master," replied Ben coolly.
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