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CHAPTER V.
A BEGGARS PALACE.
That I had said something, in the act of waking, I felt sure: the hoarse stifled cry was still ringing in my ears, even if the startled look of my fellow-traveler had not been evidence enough: but what could I possibly say by way of apology?
"I hope I didn't frighten you?" I stammered out at last. "I have no idea what I said. I was dreaming."
"You said ’Uggug indeed!’" the young lady replied, with quivering lips that would curve themselves into a smile, in spite of all her
