Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 113: what you’re looking at

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104 GUY HAMMERSLEY. inquiry that had been on the tip of his tongue when he gave that lucky tap with his cane on the window pane. : ‘‘Come into the parlor here,” whispered the girl, ‘¢and don’t make no noise, for I wouldn’t have father know for worlds.” She led the way into aroom, with chairs stuffed with horsehair standing at stiff angles about the edge, a red and green carpet, a chromo of a girl holding a bunch of grapes over the mantelpiece, and an engrav- ing of George Washington on horseback between the windows. The girl closed the door by which they had entered, then did the same by one leading to the rear of the flat, and finally came up to stand in front of Guy and say in a pleading voice: ‘‘ Tell me what you want me to do, only don’t let them take me to jail.” (€(@) m Gomicboo CS