"Why did ye not muffle the oars?" said Roland Graeme; "the dash must awaken the sentinel Row, lads, and get out of reach of shot; for had not old Hildebrand, the warder, supped upon poppy-porridge, this whispering must have waked him." "It was all thine own delay," said Seyton; "thou shalt reckon, with me hereafter for that and other matters."
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