Let me only wear your livery. It’s a lake among precipices, and there is a little inn where we can stay, and sit and eat our dinner at a pleasant table that looks upon the lake. But that did not stop Trodger, who had ridden up from Kent for the purpose, from detailing every little inspection and sortie that his men had made in their allotted task of watching Remenham House. Was he pleased?” “Calmly! He said—you won’t mind my telling you?” “Not a bit. A very familiar face emerged from a crowd at the impromptu bar on the kitchen island.
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