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D'Ri and I by Irving Bacheller
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"D' ye wan' t' know whut I think o' you?" said D'ri, looking down
at him, his eyes opening wide, his brow wrinkling into long furrows.

"I make a condition," said his Lordship: "do not flatter me."

"Yer jest a low-lived, mis'able, wuthless pup," said D'ri,

"Away with them!" said his Lordship, flicking the ashes off a
cigarette as he rose and walked hurriedly out of the room.




XIII

The waiting guards laid hold of us in a twinkling, and others came
crowding the doors. They shackled our hands behind us, and covered
our eyes again. Dark misgivings of what was to come filled me, but
I bore all in silence. They shoved us roughly out of doors, and
there I could tell they were up to no child's play. A loud jeer
burst from the mouths of many as we came staggering out. I could
hear the voices of a crowd. They hurried us into a carriage.

"We demand the prisoners!" a man shouted near me.

Then I could hear them scuffling with the guards, who, I doubt not,
were doing their best to hold them back. In a moment I knew the
mob had possession of us and the soldiers were being hustled away.
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