Ah! what's that?" he exclaimed, as some one brushed hastily past him. "Lend a hand with the ruffles, Blueskin!" he shouted, as that personage, who had just recovered from the stunning effects of the blow, contrived to pick himself up. "Too late, master," replied the landlord of the Trumpeter, in a surly tone, for he did not much like the appearance of his customer; "just shut up shop. ‘There’s a surgeon on his way, and my men are under orders to do whatever is needful. It'll be advertised to-morrow. "He can't escape.
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