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 "No, I don't—take it out of my sight."

Just as the boy was going he thought he might as well add a little to his stock of information, and added:—

"I suppose that's one of Ja Ja's babies, eh?"

"Which, Master?"

"Why that in the stew, you fool."

A serene smile broke out over the interesting countenance of the youth as he replied:—

"Piccin? This no piccin chop. No war palaver