"Ho, no," replied Jack. “I suppose you could at
least tune it for us if you know how to play. He worked afternoons,
when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light,
with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that
tried to get out and could not. To-night she could have
hugged both the old maids. He’s dead. And I'll have supper with you. A
few short, dark locks, escaping from beneath her head-dress, showed that her
hair had been removed, and had only been recently allowed to grow again. It was an
excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. "
"Jack seems to be a great favourite with the fair sex," observed a smirking
grocer's apprentice. Here are your indentures, if you choose to
seek another master.
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