"
"Is that all?" quickly. "Such a mere girl, and yet talks like a wise-
acre, eh? How does she look?"
"Well, she's tall, and walks straight and proud-like, and her hair's
kind of copper-colored where the sun shines on the waves in it, and her
eyes are big and brown, and can drag a lie right out of you, sir; but
when she laughs her teeth shine, and there's a dimple in one corner of
her mouth, and she looks pretty well."
"H'm, I should think likely," said the young man in a musing tone, then,
as Morton turned a sharp corner, "What, that way?"
"Yes, sir; there's Uncle Adam now, sitting on his bench smoking, and he
looks good-natured; aren't you glad?"
CHAPTER V.
MADAME AND "THE PRINCESS."
For once the old man was sitting quite still, doing nothing, unless you
can call smoking a very dirty and ill-smelling pipe an occupation. He
nodded to them and puffed away, saying between his whiffs,--
"How d'ye do, stranger? You agin, Mort? Set daown, both on ye; settin's
jest as cheap as standin' raound here," indicating the bench on the
other side of the door with a blackened thumb.
But neither cared to sit, and Morton lost no time in coming to business.
"He wants to go gunning with us in the morning, Uncle Adam, may he?"
Adam eyed the young man, who returned his gaze with frank, smiling eyes,
without speaking.
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