“Can you take any from me?” “No, I won’t do that. I don’t think that the rest of the people here like us very well, do they, Arthur, so we’re obliged to be friends. I am clear I want you. Gin is the poor man's friend,—his sole set-off against the rich man's luxury. “You are a funny, a very funny young lady,” he said, “but we waste time here. . Accordingly, having armed himself with various weapons, including a stout oaken staff then ordinarily borne by the watch, and put a coil of rope and a gag in his pocket, to be ready in case of need, he set out, about ten o'clock, on the expedition. Good riddance.
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