The Bradys and the Girl Smuggler - or, Working for the Custom House by Francis Worcester Doughty
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"Name your price to quit." "You mean to bribe us off, eh?" "That's about the size of it." "We are not to be bought." "Humbug! I never knew a Custom House officer to refuse." "We ain't of that stamp, young lady." She looked at him incredulously a moment, and saw by the stern look in his deep gray eyes that he meant what he said. It seemed to unnerve her for a moment. She reflected and finally asked: "Are you determined?" "Absolutely!" "You are bound to hound us?" "We are, until we gain our point." "This is astonishing." |
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