” “But what did father imagine?” “Of course he imagined! Any one would! ‘What has happened, Peter?’ I asked. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. “So Cheveney was her friend, you think, eh?” he remarked.
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