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He smiled at her look of helplessness and came a few steps forward. "I am not a tramp or a robber," he said, with a flash of white teeth beneath his mustache. "I saw a fire a .while back and thought that perhaps I might beg some breakfast. I wandered further from our camp than I Intended. I am on the other side of the ridge on Blue lake." "Thtere isn't any breakfast," she said, forlornly. "I spilled the bacon Into the fire and then the coffee pot fell in. I was eating these." She .waved her revolver toward the box of crackers, and the tramp smiled.
"If you will take my parole," he suggested, "I'll earn my breakfast. I believe that is the proper thing for a tramp to do."
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