Alarmed by these prognostications of a storm, and feeling too much exhausted from his late severe treatment to proceed further on foot, Wood endeavoured to find a tavern where he might warm and otherwise refresh himself. ‘Give me my pistol!’ Gerald shook his head, slipping the pistol into his pocket. .
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