He glanced up at the coachman. “I’ve plenty of pals,” he said, “who, when they’ve been doing Paris on the Q. It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour. Would there be enough in the young man's envelope to pay the doctor and the hotel bill—and in the event of his death, enough to ship the body home? So all things pointed to the happy circumstance of setting this young fool upon his feet again, of seeing him hence upon his journey. Smith decidedly the plainest of the two. "It must look sharp then, or I shall give it the slip," laughed Ben: "the gale never yet blowed as could perwent my crossing the Thames.
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