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. \"Uh-oh. "She is my lawful wife. Did you search the yard, fool?" "Ve did," replied Abraham; "and found his fine goat and ruffles torn to shtrips on de shpikes near de creat cate. Spurling, you're a witness to the bet. It was long and narrow, a well-lit, wellventilated, quiet gallery of small tables and sinks, pervaded by a thin smell of methylated spirit and of a mitigated and sterilized organic decay. Old and dilapidated, the widow's domicile looked the very picture of desolation and misery. " "Robbed him!" screamed the widow. His eyes looked a little bloodshot to her; his face had lost something of its ruddy freshness. She stared at his pleading face.
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