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My father never told me how or when he came by it. Smuggled, you may be sure. The talk ran on smuggling and its decline. A Mr St Aubyn, of Clowance, lamented this decline as symptomatic 'the national fibre's deteriorating, mark my words. A Mr Trelawny was disposed to agree with him. 'And, after all, he said, 'the game was a venial one; a kind of sport.
I must say I thought him a very honest man not to say a brave one, seeing what words he dared to use to Mr. Saint Aubyn in his own house at Clowance, calling him a mere robber. Saint Aubyn might have had him drowned like a puppy. However, he chose to make nothing of an insult from a factor.
I, his deputy, took this version from him to Clowance with a mind glad enough to be relieved by my duty from having any opinion on the matter. On the one hand, I had the evidence of my senses that the booty had been saved, and too much wit to doubt that any other man would conclude it to be in my Master's possession.
And that bitterest enemy of ours still wore a crutch a month later, when we faced Master Porson before the Commissioner in Saint Aubyn's house at Clowance. He was a dry, foxy-faced man, who spoke little and at times seemed scarce to be listening; but rather turning over some deeper matters in his brain behind his grey-coloured eyes. But at length, Mr.
But, after we had fitted Sir Nicholas with our common story, and as I was mounting my horse in Clowance courtyard, Mr. Saint Aubyn came close to my stirrup and said this by way of parting: "You will understand, Mr. Tonkin, that to-day's tale is for to-day. But by God I will come and take my share you may tell your master and a trifle over!
But beyond the gallant words with which he pledged her welcome home to Pengersick nothing was said until, his hunger put away, he pushed back his chair and commanded me to tell what had happened at Clowance: which I did, pointing out the ticklish posture of affairs, and that for a certainty the Commissioner might be looked for in within a few hours.
And so I did, imitating the porter's manner even before Dame Tresize, the housekeeper. But it rankled that, even while instructing me as he did on the eve of his departing in the part I was to play at Clowance, my Master had chosen to shut me out of this part of his confidence. And now on the road home from Clowance I carried an anxious heart as well as a sore.
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