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from my fob and the pin from my cravat, and passed theested, "turn 'eht uineas, which were as yet intact, and which he pocketed

forthwith, and two pennies--which he bade ht of ale, sir, and there's

good stuff to be had at 'The White Hart' yonder, and there's

nothin' like a draught of good ale to comfort a man in any such

small adversity like this here As to that knapsack now," he

pursued, eyeing it thoughtfully, "it looks heavy and ht not, and those

there straps takes time to unbuckle and--" He broke off suddenly,

for from somewhere on the hill below us came the unmistakable

sound of wheels Hereupon the fellow very ni the trees and underbrush

that clothed the steep slope down to the valley below