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Updated: May 19, 2025
'Yes, you have, replied the man, in his reasonable way. Yes, you have. Your name's my name, and that girl Maryann is my girl; she's my daughter. You're my Missis right enough. As sure as I'm Willie Nankervis. He spoke as if it were an accepted fact. His face was handsome, with a strange, watchful alertness and a fundamental fixity of intention that maddened her. 'You villain! she cried.
Play fair, I say, or I s'll put the cards down. 'Play fair! Why who's played unfair? ejaculated Mr. Trevorrow. 'Do you mean t'accuse me, as I haven't played fair, Mrs. Nankervis? 'I do. I say it, and I mean it. Haven't you got the queen of spades? Now, come on, no dodging round me. I know you've got that queen, as well as I know my name's Alice.
'Do you know anything of the whereabouts of your husband, Mrs. Nankervis? Is he still living? asked the sergeant, in his judicious fashion. Suddenly the landlady began to cry, great scalding tears, that left the young men aghast. 'I know nothing of him, she sobbed, feeling for her pocket handkerchief.
The young soldiers did not quite know what to do. They looked at the man, they looked at the sergeant, one of them looked down and fastened his braces on the second button. 'What say, sergeant? asked one whose face twinkled for a little devilment. 'Man says he's husband to Mrs. Nankervis, said the sergeant. 'He's no husband of mine. I declare I never set eyes on him before this night.
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