“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. You’ll never even see me again, for that 268 matter. "Do you wish to earn a rich reward, my good friend?" said Thames to the watchman, as soon as they were left alone. But now it’s beads by the cask—like the hold of a West African trader.
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