Wild. ” “I will tell her,” Anna promised. Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. "Have a little patience, Sir," rejoined the jailer. It is safe. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. "Curse me, if I don't think all the world means to cross the Thames this fine night," observed Ben.
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