"
"What the devil's in the wind now, Captain?" cried Blueskin, in astonishment. "I shall like to call you that. "
"'Ouns!" ejaculated Terence, in alarm, "would you turn snitch on your old pal,
Quilt?"
"Ay, if he plays a-cross," returned Quilt. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little
movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the
boards, "or we'll force an entrance. ’
‘Tchah! Better a doubtful welcome here than a confounded French convent. "
As he said this, he moved forward a few paces, when, finding his feet glued to
the ground by some adhesive substance, he stooped to feel what it was, but
instantly withdrew his hand, with an exclamation of horror. "Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay. Petals!. It was dry,
as if she had powdered it. There was no
need of sowing suspicion when he wasn't really certain there were grounds for it.
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