Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. ” He shook his head, and threw open the door of a great dimly-lit apartment on the ground floor. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. ” Mr. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again.
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