Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit. Such was the simple code that displayed itself in all his thoughts. Mercifully, the Peters had moved to Rhode Island about six months after the tragedy. There were shadows under his eyes. —I'll give him the edication of a prig,—teach him the use of his forks betimes,—and make him, in the end, as clever a cracksman as his father.
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