He found the horse where Thames told him he would find him, mounted, and rode off across the fields in the direction of town. Nevertheless there came a residuum of expostulations. Entering the house, he found himself in a narrow passage leading to the back stairs. ’ She giggled suddenly. ’ Tears glistened in her eyes. Occasionally he would lean back and stare at the window which gave upon the sea. At this moment, the landlord of the Crown, a jovial-looking stout personage, with a white apron round his waist, issued from the house, bearing a large wooden bowl filled with ale, which he offered to Jack, who instantly rose to receive it. Ah, no, I have it wrong. What in the world was the wench up to now? For it must be she.
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