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Peter inquired facetiously. Eelip was Poly's wife. "Eelip?" queried Poly, surprised. "Colina is the trader's daughter," he carefully explained. "She live in the big house. I would cut off my hand to serve her." "I suppose Miss Colina has plenty of suitors?" said Peter. Ambrose hung with suspended breath on the reply. Poly shook his curly pate. "Who is there for her?" he demanded.
Ambrose dreaded to hear Peter call attention to the remarkable coincidence of Poly's story following so close upon their own talk together. He suspected that Peter would want to sit up and thrash the matter to conclusions. At the bare idea of talking about it Ambrose felt as helpless and sullen as a convicted felon. In this he underrated Peter's perceptions.
Ambrose had given no sign of being affected by Poly's tale beyond a slight quivering of the nostrils. But Peter watching him slyly, saw him raise his lids for a moment and saw his dark eyes glowing like coals in a pit. Peter chuckled inwardly, and said: "Tell us some more about her." Ambrose's heart warmed gratefully toward his partner.
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