” “But why?” “He’s married—and, I believe, living separated from his wife. It's hereditary, like de jigt, vat you call it—gout —haw! haw!" "If the child is destined to the gibbet, Van Galgebrok," replied the Master, joining in the laugh, "it'll never be choked by a footman's cravat, that's certain; but, in regard to going back empty-handed," continued he, altering his tone, and assuming a dignified air, "it's quite out of the question. ” There was genuine interest in her eyes now. Ho-hum! CHAPTER IX The Hong-Kong packet lay alongside the warehouse frontage. Many of the soldiers dismounted, and called for drink. That won’t involve references, as a bank account would—and all that sort of thing.
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