The Bradys and the Girl Smuggler - or, Working for the Custom House by Francis Worcester Doughty
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Then Sterns' wagon came along and Old King Brady said hastily:
"When that driver rings, we must force our way in." "Hurry up, then!" Running across the street they arrived just in time to go up the stoop with the driver, and when he rang, the colored girl answered the bell. "Mrs. Savoy live here?" demanded the driver, who had a bundle. "Yes," replied the girl. "Parcel for her?" "Here it is." He handed it over and went away. "Is the lady in?" Old King Brady asked the girl. "No, sir. But her daughter is." "We'd like to see her on important business." "Come inside, if you please." She ushered them into the parlor and asked: "What name?" "The Bradys." |
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