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But the Chief Officer's here from Troy with a little fellow from the Customs there, and I be sent round with first news. I've two dozen yet to warn . . . In the King's name! An' there'll be a brake waiting by the bridge-end at ten-thirty. If War isn't declared, it mighty soon will be. Take notice!" Bill Varco disappeared, sharp on the word.
"Hallo, Bill Varco! Wasn't it you here yesterday? Or has my memory lost count 'pon the days o' the week?" "It's me, right enough," said Varco; "an' no one but Peter Hosken left with me, to take turn an' turn about. They've called the others up to Plymouth." "But why?" Nicky-Nan had asked: and the coastguardsman had responded: "You can put two an' two together, neighbour. Add 'em up as you please."
On purpose to procure this, Pedro de Varco and Ferdinando do Sotto were sent to the city of Cusco, in lat. 17° S. , a journey of 200 leagues, all upon causeways of stone, with bridges wherever necessary, and having lodging-places at proper distances for the conveniency of the Yngas, by which name the kings of Peru are distinguished.
Nicky-Nan shuffled out of bed, opened his door, and peered down the stairway. "Who's there?" he challenged. "And what's your business? Hullo!" catching sight of Bill Varco, coastguardsman, on the flat below "the house afire? Or what brings you?" "The Reserves are called out," answered up Bill Varco. "You'll get your paper later.
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