But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. The girl was like some north-country woodland pool, penetrated by a single shaft of sunlight—beautifully clear in one spot and mysteriously obscured elsewhere. ” “No shit. It was then, I am sure, empty. "And the rings?" "Ja. You may go back, Marthe. "He must be somewhere hereabouts," cried one of the horsemen, dismounting. ” “All right! And I never dreamed anything of the sort was going on. ” “Think not,” that young man remarked laconically.
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