The Ragged Edge. " While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. "By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot. . ‘What in Hades d’ye mean, thanks to me? Want to blame anyone, blame that rapscallion who calls himself your father. . The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. ’ ‘How exciting. He fixed it. It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him. . ’ ‘But what do you want it for, miss?’ ‘But to protect myself. In the subdued light she could not tell whether he was asleep or awake. Below the window he saw two coolies carrying a coffin, which presently they callously dumped into a yawning pit.
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