Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. Blueskin and the Minters were dragging Wood to the pump. “Can’t you believe me? I am Meysey Hill. But for the next few days he avoided Cheveney like the plague. .
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