Galloping Dick
chandlers good lady tended, and narrating a string of adventures over a steaming bowl, I crept out of the house when all were abed, and, mounting a nag which I found in the stables, rode without more ado to the little piece of wood in which the gold was hid. I distributed as much as I could carry in packages about my saddle, and having dissembled the rest against a later opportunity, I set out in good spirits; reaching Maidstone early the next day, where I remained in quarters for a week, or may be more.
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