“Now I’ll have what I want from you, wife. ” “You are,” he answered unconsciously. “Your mother was a Gypsy. “It’s like this,” he said, and dragged a stool beside her and sat down with his elbow four inches from hers and made a sketch. He was bringing the sing-song girl to the hotel! The strange cortège presently vanished below the window-sill. He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy.
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