9/61 And our own man--Snow--said he'd go bail it hadn't been smuggled off the premises sense HE struck port. So 'twas safe so far; but where was it, and who had it? Parker, cap'n of the eleven, give out that, considerin' everything, he didn't know but we'd better call it off. Old Robinson--Sterzer, of course--wouldn't hear of it. 'I wouldn't chance your losin' that game for forty papers. |