I will light the stove, and there shall be some coffee presently. Usually his charges bored him with their interrogative chatter, for
he knew that his information more often than not went into one ear and out of
the other. We are not animals. ‘We were wondering about
that. “An uncle in New York is
dead, and has left him loads of money. Curses
light on the horse!" he added, seizing the bridle of his steed, who continued
snorting and shivering, as if still under the influence of some unaccountable
alarm; "what can ail him?"
"I know what ails him, your honour," rejoined the groom, riding up as he spoke;
"he's seen somethin' not o' this world. ‘On the contrary,’ Gerald argued, frowning.
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