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Risen from the Ranks

CHAPTER XXII
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It may be worth three dollars." "Three dollars!" ejaculated Deborah.

"He told me it cost six hundred and fifty." "Whoever told you that was trying to deceive you." "You're sure about its being imitation, are you ?" "There can be no doubt about it." "That's what I thought," muttered the old lady, her face pale and rigid.

"Is there anything to pay ?" "Oh, no; I am glad to be of service to you." "Good-afternoon, then," said Deborah, abruptly, and she left the store.
"Drive home, Abner, as quick as you can," she said.
"I haven't had any dinner," Abner remarked, "You said you'd get some at the tavern." "Did I?
Well, drive over there.

I'm not hungry myself, but I'll pay for some dinner for you." Poor Aunt Deborah! it was not the loss alone that troubled her, though she was fond of money; but it was humiliating to think that she had fallen such an easy prey to a designing adventurer.

In her present bitter mood, she would gladly have ridden fifty miles to see the false Ferdinand hanged..


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