While this was effected, intelligence was brought that a formidable mob was pouring down Field Lane, the end of which was barricaded. "All I regret is, that I failed in liberating the Captain. Another horn now resounded from the further extremity of the thoroughfare; this was answered by a third; and presently a fourth, and more remote blast, took up the note of alarm. I jumped then—I was not even shaken. “There was a keg, hash, LSD, pot, you know, the usual. ” He replied. But I never found any truth in the saying.
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