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"A drunken idea," said Ah Cum, taking his hands out of his sleeves. A home MAY be a sort of cage, but still—it’s a home. ” Capes had not quite the same power of recovery. "You came hither under my protection, and you shall depart freely,—nay, more, you shall have an hour's grace. Gerald’s task was to stop him from doing so. "I beg pardon," he said. "Confusion!" cried he; "there is another boat in our wake. His shirt was unfastened, his vest unbuttoned, his hose ungartered; his feet were stuck into a pair of pantoufles, his arms into a greasy flannel dressing-gown, his head into a thrum-cap, the cap into a tie-periwig, and the wig into a gold-edged hat. I waited until he was asleep and then I tied him up with some duct tape and some old rope he had in the shed.
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