"Thank you, Mrs. " Quarter of an hour later O'Higgins stepped off the gangplank. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. After a while he spoke again. He stopped short with a little exclamation of surprise. I won’t even ask. ’ ‘Damn you, I should have beaten you,’ Gerald swore, holding fast to his corner of the little square of linen.
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