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Crimp, the pawn-broker, and by seeing him, with a look of wrath and horror, hurry round his counter and out through the door, upon the sidewalk, where he stood for a moment straining his eyes down the street, as if in search of the kind-hearted youth, who had by this time disappeared up one of the cross streets. "The villain," he exclaimed; "the swindling scoundrel!

Here, where there is a pawn-broker at all the corners, they drink everything. He had promised to stay two days at Pollington and was of course aware of the dangers among which he walked. Maria had been by no means the first to welcome him. All the other girls had presented themselves before her. And when at last she did come forward she was very shy.

She had persuaded herself that it was so and the horror had been lifted. She pressed close with smiling, trembling lips: "I don't mind that, Jim! You got them from a pawn-broker, of course, didn't you?" He looked at her with a puzzled expression and hesitated. "Didn't you?" she repeated. "No I didn't!" was the curt answer. "You didn't?" she echoed feebly. "No!"

The Little Brass God is finally sold to a pawn-broker, who in turn disposes of it to a trapper known to belong in the Hudson Bay district." "That's a fair statement," answered Tommy. "Now, Mr. Horton, attorney for the man who is in quest of the lost will, and Sigsbee, the man interested in probating the previous will, both know of the final disposition of the Little Brass God.