” He paused. ” “I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you. McClintock. Absolutely. This was number 13, Montague Street, familiarly spoken of in the neighbourhood as “White’s. Is that it? I thought this very pretty. ” “Sure thing, kid. ‘You wish to die?’ ‘Not in the least. " "May be not," replied the old sailor, drily; "but you'll find it too stiff for you tonight, anyhow.
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