"Begone, wretch!" cried the mother, stung beyond endurance by his taunts; "or I will drive you hence with my curses. ” “Your ideas of fairness—” he remarked, and discontinued that sentence. She accomplished it with the aid of the young fellow’s hand, and stepped down into the road, glancing up at the house as she did so. ” She covered her face with her hands. I thought that he was dead. This farewell had been particularly distasteful to him. Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. Almost simultaneously they burst out laughing.
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