"Pish!" exclaimed Hogarth. \"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a large grin on his fat Irish face. There was a very substantial profit in the transaction, for he paid the natives in commodities—coloured cotton cloths, pipes and tobacco, guns and ammunition, household utensils, cutlery and glass gewgaws. Why did he care? “I could never marry a girl who’s not a virgin. It was obvious that he had waited for her. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from.
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