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White leaned forward in her chair with an anxious smile designed to throw oil upon the troubled waters. Two children, who had been caught in the jam-closet: ingratiating smiles, back of which lay doubt and fear. McClintock, striking a match to relight his cigar, broke the spell. "Your sympathy is being wasted. He would see this sister. He made her tell him the core of the difficulty. “I’m not a good woman. Do you want me, too?” “Yes,” she whispered foolishly, in the throes of rapture. " "How so?" asked the other, distrustfully. Near the body, which, it will be surmised, was that of Abraham Mendez, two ruffianly personages were seated, quietly smoking, and bestowing no sort of attention upon the new-comers. Come and help me pack. To her chagrin, he ignored her, and turned a venomous eye on his betrothed.
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