"What is he gone there for?" "With a message to the turnkey to look after his prisoner," replied Wild, with a cunning smile. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. "Drink your peg; don't bother about me. Get the men back to their posts. CHAPTER III. It was from Brendon.
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