Gay," he added, turning to the poet. It's hereditary, like de jigt, vat you call it—gout —haw! haw!" "If the child is destined to the gibbet, Van Galgebrok," replied the Master, joining in the laugh, "it'll never be choked by a footman's cravat, that's certain; but, in regard to going back empty-handed," continued he, altering his tone, and assuming a dignified air, "it's quite out of the question. It was hard to meet that gaze. He had bled everywhere, but she had struck when the opportunity was ripe. “Of course I’m manager for this expedition,” he said, after an interval of self-examination. "But McClintock agrees to take you both—because he's as big a fool as I am.
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