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of me--you wrong
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I think otherwise said the colonel [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], with grim and relentless
deliberation. I have a vivid--impression--sir--of an--interview I had with
you--at the St. Charles--where you said
-- He was silent for a momentand
then in a quite different voice called faintly--
George!
Paul and Yerba glanced quickly at each other.
Georgeset out some refreshment for the Honorable Paul Hathaway.
The bestsir--you understand. . . . A good niggersir--a good boy; and he
never leaves mesir. Onlyby gad [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! sirhe will starve himself and his
family to be with me. I brought him with me to California away back in
the fall of 'forty-nine. Those were the early dayssir--the early days.
His head had fallen back quite easily on the pillow now; but a slight
film seemed to be closing over his dark eyeslike the inner lid of an eagle
when it gazes upon the sun.
They were the old dayssir--the days of Men--when a man's WORD
was enough for anythingand his trigger-finger settled any doubt. When
the Trust that he took from ManWomanor Child was never broken.
When the tidesirthat swept through the Golden Gate came up as far as
Montgomery Street.
He did not speak again. But they who stood beside him knew thayilai:
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