He was a manly man, free from any strong maternal strain, and he had loved his dark-eyed, dainty bright-colored, and active little wife with a real vein of passion in his sentiment. He was an odd one, especially for a young man. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. " "Never," echoed Smith, emphatically, "upon my honour. ’ ‘Yes, but if it is only we that know, it is of no use at all to me. "By the powers!" he added, turning his lantern full upon the face of the captive, "he's a nice gennteel-lookin' kiddy, I must say.
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