The Abbot’s Ghost, (A Christmas Story)

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  “That poor devil who escaped from Dartmoor five days ago.”

  Dick smiled.

  “Is that your news?”

  “Yes.”

  “There have been several escapes lately.”

  “But they’ve all been caught in no time; this chap ain’t, and by gum, lad, if he come’d my way I’d help him out. I don’t believe they’ll get him; at least I hopes not.”

  “They’ll have him right enough,” said Dick. “A convict at large is a danger to all on the moor.”

  “This one ain’t,” said Brack. “‘Sides, he may be innocent.”

  “Innocent men don’t get into Princetown,” said Dick.

  “That’s just where yer wrong,” said Brack. “I’ve a brother in there now, and he’s innocent, I’ll swear it.”

  Dick maintained a diplomatic silence.

  “Of course you’ll not believe it, but it’ll come out some day. He was on a man-o-warsman, and they lagged him for knocking a petty officer overboard; the chap was drowned, but Bill swore he never had a hand in it, and I believes him. At the trial it came out Bill had a dow….

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  nfining clothing and bending naturally, was slender and lithesome, but full of curves which told that the bud of childhood was just beginning to open into the blossom of early maturity–about fifteen or sixteen years old, Donald guessed her to be.
  At her feet lay an overturned kettle the contents from which, a simple stew, was sending up a cloud of steam from the rough floor, and explained the reason for the misty eyes and tenderly nursed ankle.

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