There was no point in rushing into the long walk home. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. ‘And I have a very good mind to kill you. Your glove will suffice. Her heart thudded. ’ He held out his hand to help the girl descend. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. At least until we graduate.
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