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’ ‘Oh, don’t I? What do you have under all those petticoats, a holster?’ ‘But yes, and they are empty. So dreadful were these shouts as to produce an effect upon the hardened feelings of Jonathan, who shrank out of sight. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. "I don't think he would," acquiesced the carpenter. " "A boy from his shop was here a short time ago.
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