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‘
Roll
this
place
to
-
morrow
morning
—
do
you
hear
,
Hunt
?
’
‘
Yes
,
Sir
.
’
‘
And
take
care
that
you
keep
this
place
in
good
order
—
do
you
hear
,
Hunt
?
’
‘
Yes
,
Sir
.
’
‘
And
remind
me
to
have
a
board
done
about
trespassers
,
and
spring
guns
,
and
all
that
sort
of
thing
,
to
keep
the
common
people
out
.
Do
you
hear
,
Hunt
;
do
you
hear
?
’
‘
I
’
ll
not
forget
it
,
Sir
.
’
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
,
Sir
,
’
said
the
other
man
,
advancing
,
with
his
hand
to
his
hat
.
‘
Well
,
Wilkins
,
what
’
s
the
matter
with
you
?
’
said
Captain
Boldwig
.
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
—
but
I
think
there
have
been
trespassers
here
to
-
day
.
’
