Her eyes flashed. “Shut up, you little faggot. The veranda bamboo will be enough for me. I don’t understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind. Now there is none. " "Never!" replied the woollen-draper; "and if that treacherous rascal, by your side, doesn't make himself scarce quickly, I'll send a bullet through his brain. Sheppard.
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