It's hereditary, like de jigt, vat you call it—gout —haw! haw!" "If the child is destined to the gibbet, Van Galgebrok," replied the Master, joining in the laugh, "it'll never be choked by a footman's cravat, that's certain; but, in regard to going back empty-handed," continued he, altering his tone, and assuming a dignified air, "it's quite out of the question. Poor little one. One peculiarity she did not fail to notice. She thought her niece very hard and very self-possessed and self-confident. It rather astonished him. ‘I should never have told you. He looked about for his hat, and put it on.
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