Blount Tempest . on you ! I know I may, myboy ! Your own neck and Sir Nigels estates aregood for that! Whatever comes or goes, I shall BLOU^T te:mpest. 243 be sure to know by to-morrow papers, so don^tyou write. When I have put the beakers hereupon the scent, I shall be off to the little villageby the Thames as fast as the express can carry me,and prepared for any mischance. Should he escapeyou, he shant escape me. The j^acht is bound forthe continent somewhere or other, and Ill haveevery port in Europe dodged, but Ill come upwith him! Would another glass do you good,my boy? No, Creevy, not a
Blount Tempest . on you ! I know I may, myboy ! Your own neck and Sir Nigels estates aregood for that! Whatever comes or goes, I shall BLOU^T te:mpest. 243 be sure to know by to-morrow papers, so don^tyou write. When I have put the beakers hereupon the scent, I shall be off to the little villageby the Thames as fast as the express can carry me,and prepared for any mischance. Should he escapeyou, he shant escape me. The j^acht is bound forthe continent somewhere or other, and Ill haveevery port in Europe dodged, but Ill come upwith him! Would another glass do you good,my boy? No, Creevy, not a drop more. IU neithertaste food nor drink drink, until my purpose isaccompKshed. ** By Jove ! my younker ! I do believe youare a brick after aU ! Creevy squeezed the coldhands which he held in his grasp, and the twomen salKed forth into the street, where they in-stantly parted. Creevy turned his steps town ward,to the market-place. Geoffrey hurried away overthe Laune, direct across roads and fields for
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