His Other Wife: A Novel — page 79: what you’re looking at

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4 THE INDIAN’S PATIENT. mt as he bent once more over the dark page, she stepped close to him, and whispered ; ‘*Wha’ make you no tek ’em wid you?” ‘“T must leave no traces of any visitor here; ‘it would be missed, and a search made. It is not time for an investigation yet,” he said, as he reluctantly left the table. ~The woman took up the volume, and, thrusting it into his hand, said: ‘*You tek ’em. (I'll tell dat I flung it in de fire wid the res’ ob de trash dat I’ll burn up here in de mornin’ fore anybody’s up.” The Indian’s face lit with pleasure at the ingenuity of the suggestion, and he adopted it forthwith. He now put out the candle, and then bade Amy open the door and let him out. He whispered to her at the step: ‘*¢Come to me again to-morrow night, and mind no one sees you,” A little earlier than on the previous night, the Indian had the low signal from his dog that a visitor was at the door, and immediately after Amy rapped softly. ‘<Well, how did you manage the lie about the book re ‘¢Lord, boss, I thought one time dat book was ’bout to cost dis ole nigger’s head! He look same like de very ole Satan when he miss it from de table, and ax me who tek © it. I spoke up spry, an’ say: ‘< «Sorry, sah, but dat old tore up book had fell on de floor ’mongst a pile of waste paper and trash, and I .S: (E(@) Comichoo