As Jack conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they decided upon proceeding without it. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Blueskin will take care of the horses, and I'll go with you. His glasses were gone. "'You've a long journey before you. "I might return the question. ‘Poor Gerald has been very busy about your affairs this last week. " With this, he struck the door a heavy blow.
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