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“Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. You must, know, Sir Rowland—for I've no secrets from you—that, in the course of my business I've found it convenient to become the owner of a small Dutch sloop; by means of which I can transmit any light ware,—such as gold watches, rings, and plate, as well as occasionally a bank or goldsmith's note, which has been spoken with by way of the mail,—you understand me?—to Holland or Flanders, and obtain a secure and ready market for them. "Bless your soul! d'ye think I'm to be gammoned by such nonsense. " "My writing! no such thing!" ejaculated the lady, casting a look of alarm at the woollen-draper. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. I have strength enough to drag myself there, and I do not want to return. The moral right of the author has been asserted. After that time nothing shall save you.
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