You certainly had to hand it to these Chinks. When the woollen-draper was nearly worn out, the Amazon watched her opportunity, and hitting him on the arm, disabled it. ’ ‘There is no need for this,’ he ventured mildly, and lifted his finger to show his own pistol was not cocked. "Oho!" he said. Take your pick, Mrs. Looking sullen, he released the handle and sat back.
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