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” “The real, identical other,” said Capes, and took and bit the tip of her little finger. ” Capes waited patiently. “You call yourself an artist— but you have no temperament. With his chisel so fine, tra la! "There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. Why? Because Howard Spurlock the author dared not risk the liberty of Howard Spurlock the malefactor; because there were still some dregs in this cup of irony. And there," he added, placing in his hands a heavy bag of money, and a pocketbook, "is a sum little short of fifteen thousand pounds. They had not to tarry long. Everything had so far come to pass as the withered old Kanaka woman had foretold. . The pistol fell to the floor. She reached the station, and mingling with a crowd of excursionists who had come from the river on the other side, took her place in the train unnoticed. “I have been very selfish,” she declared.
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