" "Too proud, eh?" rejoined the prize-fighter. “If he is not here now I can make myself safe. " "There, now! You mustn't get mixed. I know what I am doing better than you do. I am sorry to seem to hurt you, but all I say is for your good. A ragged gray moustache drooped from the corners of his mouth and a ragged wisp of whisker hung from his chin. It was not only that her father had said all sorts of inconsistent and unreasonable things, but that by some incomprehensible infection she herself had replied in the same vein.
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