Looking sullen, he released the handle and sat back. Don't you hear how you've made it cry?" "Throttle the kid!" rejoined Blueskin, fiercely. "I quarrel with no man's political opinions, but I will have my own respected!" "Eh day!" exclaimed Mrs. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror.
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