’ ‘You little fiend,’ exclaimed Gerald wrathfully. He was caked with dried muck. By the old regulations, the free use of strong liquors not being interdicted, a tap-house was kept in the Lodge, and also in a cellar on the Common Side,—under the superintendence of Mrs. The real ‘Alcide’,” she wound up with a faint smile across the table at him, “is here.
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