“Hope they won’t be too small,” he said with a grin. Then he paused by the door. “Deuced good of you and all that, Dixon, to mix yourself up in this show. Though, ’pon my soul, I don’t know what we’d have done without you.” And, astounding though it may seem, I can recall no remark made to me in my life that has occasioned me greater pleasure. Whether it had anything to do with it, I don’t know, but certain it is that no sooner had my head touched the pillow than I was asleep. And the next thing I knew was his serv…
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