‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. Celestial Uncles! Spurlock chuckled, and a bit of chestnut, going down the wrong way, set him to coughing violently. Dead or alive, I'll have him. ‘It must seem strange to you at first. She was going to him soon and certainly, going to his strong, embracing arms. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say.
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