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Or else—Else it will be impossible that I can be his friend. Still, I'm glad she didn't accept my invitation to join us. Why, he can scarcely be twenty. ” He stopped abruptly. Over here a man quickly loses faith, and I find myself back on solid ground once more. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. Wood. A woman such as I am might help take care of Mr. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he returned, despatched Abraham and Obadiah to the northwest corner of the church, placed Quilt behind a buttress near the porch, and sheltered himself behind one of the mighty elms. “Didn’t you know he was married?” asked Miss Klegg, and was struck by a thought that made her glance quickly at her companion. To that, perhaps, a large part of its satisfyingness was due. It was necessary to think, and think quickly. Either we go forth together, or they shall bury me. END OF THE SECOND EPOCH.
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