’ She released the pistol which lay in her lap and gestured expressively with her hands. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. " "Ay, ay," cried the jailers, laughing. We felt like thieves. You're easy to please. ‘Ain’t no call for you to go a-blaming of yourself.
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