The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass
skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet. The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar
turning unlighted in his teeth. “Lucy, that’s horrible. Lucy grabbed its handle, her broken bones
mending inside her causing her to wince in pain. It's hereditary, like de jigt, vat you call it—gout
—haw! haw!"
"If the child is destined to the gibbet, Van Galgebrok," replied the Master,
joining in the laugh, "it'll never be choked by a footman's cravat, that's certain;
but, in regard to going back empty-handed," continued he, altering his tone, and
assuming a dignified air, "it's quite out of the question.
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