Silence, deep and brooding, fell. Then suddenly from the loft came a long wail, followed by a succession of shorter gasps and gulps, and above the swish of a hickory ram-rod a woman's voice exclaiming angrily.,
"Yes, it is," cried Greyquill. "For people like you who can't get on ought to get out.",
"'Then,' sez he, 'wull yu do me the favor av deliverin' a missage to him an' kin ye go now?' says he..
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