" "Never!" replied the woollen-draper; "and if that treacherous rascal, by your side, doesn't make himself scarce quickly, I'll send a bullet through his brain. You have been to me like a mother, not only a wetnurse. In Singapore that had been her only dissipation: a dozen pairs of silk stockings. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away.
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