"Aha, missy," said she, in deep, guttural tones, "you tink ob dat yaller-ha'r'd man!",
"I have not set eyes on it since that night you showed it to me," declared Etwald, coolly. "You refused to sell it to me, so of course I gave up all idea of possessing it. All the same," finished he, politely, "I am sorry that it is lost.",
Elinor paused in her hair brushing, and sank down on the stool, absently propping her chin on her brush..
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