" "Here's a pocket-book full of notes, and a heavy bag of gold," said Blueskin, examining the articles on the floor. But when she spoke her lips quivered, and they came. Got you interested in something, then? Would you like a peg?" "No. From a scout stationed at the northern entrance, whom she addressed in the jargon of the place, with which long usage had formerly rendered her familiar, she ascertained that Blueskin, accompanied by a youth, whom she knew by the description must be her son, had arrived there about three hours before, and had proceeded to the Cross Shovels. She felt a new warmth in her blood, a strange sense of elation crept over her.
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