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THE SNAKE'S PASS.
"I saw it in your face when you came in!"
We sat and smoked in silence. The interruption came in the shape of Andy:—
"I suppose, Masther Art, the same agin to-morra—unless ye'd like me to bring ye wid Masther Dick to see Shleenanaher—ye know the shpot, surr—where Miss Norah is!"
He grinned, and as we said nothing, made his exit.
