apprehension; Tryon sat as if petrified; until a tall; side…whiskered mulatto
came down the garden walk to the front gate。
〃Who's dead?〃 demanded Tryon hoarsely; scarcely recognizing his
own voice。
〃A young cullud 'oman; sah;〃 answered Homer Pettifoot; touching his
hat; 〃Mis' Molly Walden's daughter Rena。〃
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