Bernhard Gutmann Study of a Woman in Black painting

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what he had in his lunch-pail. I said, "Stew."
That's what he usually ate. He said, "Heck, no.
I got a kid for sale, pal, and I'll go
halfies with you if you'll fence him for me. . ."

AGENORA: That dirty doublecrosser!

MAILMAN: Well, he swore he
couldn't feed some flunking crow or eagle
perfectly good merchandise, illegal
or not.

TALIPED: How tenderhearted.

MAILMAN: What I did,
since he was anxious to unload the kid,
I bought him then and there at the wholesale price.
I'd looked him over quick; he seemed in nice
enough condition --maybe not too handsome,
but I could get my money back and then some,
I was sure, because the Dean was sterile
and in the baby market. Man, I swear I'll
break that swindling shepherd's neck if ever
I lay eyes on him again! The clever
bastard had the kid wrapped in a sheet,
and when I took it off, I saw his feet
were pegged together, and he was almost dead.
Well, you can imagine what I said!
But it served me right: I'd bought a kid-in-a-poke.
I pulled the peg, and figuring the kid would croak
by morning, sold him to the Dean that night
at cost. Turned out the kid survived, and right
after that I got this job as mailman.
Neither dark of night nor sleet nor hail can