" Spurlock lowered his voice. You’re going to live under the cat’s foot. "Yes; I speak English. ” He drank. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. " "Thank'ee,—thank'ee. A small voice greeted her, hissing. “Yes, but maybe later. Sometimes a whole morning would pass without Spurlock uttering a word beyond the request for a drink of water.
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