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"Now if they were only like the two little nigger boys that used to go to school with me, I could crack their heads together and make them kiss and be friends, but you can't very well do that with ladies," and, in comical perplexity, Captain White surveyed his two cousins, -- one genuine, the other by adoption, as the latter quickly withdrew from the room on seeing the former enter it.
"Hippolyta," he said, wheeling around upon Mrs. Prymmer as she established herself in the sunny window, knitting in hand, "that daughter-in-law treats you very civilly now, doesn't she?"