We'll have some fun down there at my place, Spurlock; but we'll probably bore your wife to death. ” A dull flush burned upon his cheeks. Pramlay lived for amenities and the mellowed surfaces of things. Celestial Uncles! Spurlock chuckled, and a bit of chestnut, going down the wrong way, set him to coughing violently. Such was his fury, that if he had not been restrained by the presence of the two turnkeys, he might perhaps have anticipated the course of justice, by laying violent hands upon his victim. Jeez! It was about time. "You know what I mean," said the trader, gravely.
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