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CHAPTER VI Pshaw! There stood Miss Melling, Uncle Isaac’s housekeeper. “Why! Is it you, John? Is there anything particular wanted?” “It’s not all a cinch,” said Whiskers. “The Reclamation Service is a hard taskmaster. Jerry knows. He has been with me almost a year—ever since I came back from Virginia.” “Oh, well! See here. I’ll lend ye my blouse. Put it on and run down fer yer clo’es.”.