’ ‘Parbleu,’ exclaimed the girl, jumping up in some dudgeon. " "Yield to nothing," returned Wild, trying to re-assure him; "above all, when your designs prosper. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. “I think,” he said, “that some one ought to warn her. Ireton; for may I be hanged myself if I don't believe he'll be as good as his word.
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