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“Diedermayer’s a kiss-ass. She might scream until her voice failed; the natives would not come to her aid; they never meddled with the affairs of the whites. ’ ‘A French ghost?’ ‘Well, it ain’t a rat this time, Major, I can promise you that,’ Pottiswick had rejoined, his tone affronted. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. "You want him?" "Please!" said Ruth.
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