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A Dash from Diamond City

CHAPTER TEN
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Don't suppose they'd know; but if they could hear it they wouldn't sneer at my `tootling old flute'-- as Ingle called it--any more.
"Urrrr! I hated the pair of 'em.

Ingle was a hound--a regular sniffing, smelling-out hound, and Noll West a miserable, sneaking cur.
Beasts! So very good and nice and straightforward.

Hundreds of thousands of pounds' worth--yes, millions' worth of diamonds being scraped together by the company, and a poor fellow not allowed to have a handful.

I don't say it's the thing to steal 'em; but who would steal?
Just a bit of nice honest trade--buy in the cheapest market and sell in the dearest.

It's what the company does, but nobody else ought to, of course.


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