You understand me, Charcoal. "How do I know you are a friend?" asked Darrell. That’s my point. An audible crack sounded in the kitchen and Mark slumped backwards, unconscious. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. The youth with the hair brushed back and the spectacled Scotchman joined in the fray for and against the women’s vote.
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