tiltock's

Updated: November 8, 2024

Doan you go git kilt in dat ar bloody gully wha' so many gits hurt amoss to deff!" Utie arose from the dream of home, and kicked the poor slave out of the room. He then drank, speculated upon his chances, practised with an imaginary pistol at the wall, and meditated running away, alternately, until Tiltock's business-step rang in the hall.

George Alfred Townsend - Tales of the Chesapeake