“Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. Mike was drinking a cup of
black coffee. . You must, know, Sir
Rowland—for I've no secrets from you—that, in the course of my business I've
found it convenient to become the owner of a small Dutch sloop; by means of
which I can transmit any light ware,—such as gold watches, rings, and plate, as
well as occasionally a bank or goldsmith's note, which has been spoken with by
way of the mail,—you understand me?—to Holland or Flanders, and obtain a
secure and ready market for them. Wood turned to look at him. I can smell you. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. He wanted
to put on his overcoat and come after you and look for you—in London. His gaze
drawn, Gerald watched him dip to pick up a crushed square of white linen and a
starched object that resembled a helmet. En tout cas, I am not trespassing at all.
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