[St. Ives by Robert Louis Stevenson]@TWC D-Link bookSt. Ives CHAPTER XXI--I BECOME THE OWNER OF A CLARET-COLOURED CHAISE 2/19
'You know he tell me to wait till we were over the 'ill. It's only a little way now.
Why, and I thought you was a soldier, too!' I was at least a very glad soldier when my valet consented at last to kindle a thieves' match.
From this, we easily lit the lantern; and thenceforward, through a labyrinth of woodland paths, were conducted by its uneasy glimmer.
Both booted and great-coated, with tall hats much of a shape, and laden with booty in the form of a despatch-box, a case of pistols, and two plump valises, I thought we had very much the look of a pair of brothers returning from the sack of Amersham Place. We issued at last upon a country by-road where we might walk abreast and without precaution.
It was nine miles to Aylesbury, our immediate destination; by a watch, which formed part of my new outfit, it should be about half-past three in the morning; and as we did not choose to arrive before daylight, time could not be said to press.
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