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"Irralie!" "Mr. Fullarton!" "Well! what in blazes brought him here?" The three speakers stood aghast in a common stupefaction. It was impossible to choose between their blank, incredulous faces. But Stingaree's eye-glass was swinging on its cord; and he turned upon huge Howie with the savage alacrity of a man uncertain of his friends.

"Easy does it, mister; he's all right," responded Howie, in a heavy deferential manner that fitted him no better than Fullarton's clothes. E's done brown; come here to get the deaf 'un to go back with 'im and swear 'e wasn't Stingaree! So 'e