"Will you plead?" demanded Wild, harshly. It is useless to contend with him, even with right on your side. "He's not my son," rejoined the carpenter. " "Iss, missis," grinned the black. ‘But I don’t trust you an inch. And now, a fair exchange, Sir.
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