While he was thus occupied, he felt a rough grasp upon his arm, and presently afterwards Ben's lips approached close to his ear. They were those of the Irish watchman. . " "Sir Rowland Trenchard!" echoed Jack, in amazement. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. And now you know. "What the devil are you howling about?" cried Langley. . "Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his plate.
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