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"Yes, I shall say——" anxiously.,"W.W." he read, and frowned. "By ding! That's that Billy Wilson. Now let's see, 'A.S.' I wonder who them initials stand fer?" With a shake of his grizzled mop he entered the store.,The marquis, meanwhile, whose indefatigable search after Julia failed of success, was successively the slave of alternate passions, and he poured forth the spleen of disappointment on his unhappy domestics.,"Oh gollies!" gasped Anson. "What's he huntin' copperheads fer, Bill?","He went upstairs a few minutes ago to see your servant," replied the inspector, rising.,"Where are people when they are not at home?" asks Mona, simply.,When she is quite gone, he pulls himself together with a jerk, and draws a heavy sigh, and thrusting his hands deep into his pockets, continues his walk.,"Don't ask me, major. I would tell you if I could, but it is impossible.","Arrived this noon. Have I your permission to come to Hillsboro immediately? Answer. Alfred.","No," says Mona, shaking her head. "Not—not to-night. I shall soon.",Saw when you work in the back woodshed.”,To the enquiries he made of the persons he chanced to meet, favorable answers were returned for a time, but he was at length bewildered in uncertainity, and travelled for some hours in a direction which chance, rather than judgment, prompted him to take..