‘Well, this maid,’ went on Kimble eagerly, ‘and me, we gets to talking, see, and that’s how I knew he were off to this party. Old and dilapidated, the widow's domicile looked the very picture of desolation and misery. She wondered if he was already tired of her, if he would rudely push her away as one would a prostitute. She fell asleep instantaneously, fatigued from weeks of exhaustion. " "Oh. Bravo!—the best cly-faker of 'em all couldn't have done it better. He suddenly became eloquent and plausible. Charcoal, you may bring in the boy.
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