"I imagine I must have a hundred rolls—all the old fellows. Were I to let you go, you'd say I feared you. “Lots of ‘em!” Capes chuckled. “I wonder which of us enjoys that most,” said Capes—“does he, or do we?” “He seems to get a zest—” “He does it and forgets it. You have the look in your eyes to-night which you had that day, the look of a frightened child. And I’ll have that story off you as we journey back to town.
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