"If I were your father, young gentleman," returned Jackson, enraged at the interruption, "I'd teach you not to speak till you were spoken to. She was frightfully hungry. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. " "Prolonging the misery. There he paused again, half turning his back and pretending to look for someone among the soldiers on the benches. He righted a chair and sat in it, his face in his hands. I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. Her time and effort was justly rewarded, because the hard cold facts she knew about neighborhood intrigues were better than fictional soap operas.
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