This is part of a dream— some evil fancy. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. Why? He could preach the Word and deny Love!—tame the savage heart, succour broken white men!—pray with his face strained with religious fervour! The idea made her dizzy because it was so inexplicable. But about the unknown Englishman she was not so satisfied. It isn’t pretty, but we’re made so. He will have it that I’ve taken leave of my senses. The Law was around the corner and down the narrow hall, puffing a Virginia Slims Menthol in frantic sips, teetering uncomfortably out of an emergency exit door. Against the walls hung an assortment of staves, brown-bills, (weapons then borne by the watch,) muskets, handcuffs, great-coats, and lanterns.
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