"To-morrow night!" said Spurlock, in a wondering whisper. Do not imagine that I cannot do so, as well as I can this Gérard. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please. You must live for me. I have but to give a hint of that boy's existence in the proper quarter, and his life will not be worth a day's purchase. From the unlovely hillside his glance strayed to the several five-story towers of the pawnshops. I seed he was one,—and a sharp un, too,—at a glance.
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