She covered herself with her arms. “Is your husband here to-night?” he asked. “Very,” and cracked a walnut appreciatively. “A little nervous. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. “I think,” he said, “that I am right. 1. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee.
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