Water poured into her eyes, nose, and mouth in a torrent from which she had to turn and wheeze. "Why did I want it under my pillow?" he asked. " "And I'm glad your worship's recognition doesn't come too late," observed the Master. " "You think so, eh?" chuckled Shotbolt, who was eagerly perusing the reward, and congratulating himself upon his caution; "you think so—ha! ha! Well, don't go to bed, that's all.
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