” Anna was silent. \" She sat down on a nearby bench. There has never been a white woman at McClintock's. He was ill at ease, though he would not have confessed his disquietude even to himself. “You really couldn’t ride in it,” he said, deprecatingly. Besides these plunderers, there were others with whom the disposal of their pillage necessarily brought them into contact, and who seldom failed to attend them during their hours of relaxation and festivity;—to wit, dealers in junk, old rags, and marine stores, purchasers of prize-money, crimps, and Jew receivers.
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