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But
he
,
the
young
chief
of
the
O
’
Bergan
’
s
,
could
ill
brook
to
be
outdone
in
generous
deeds
but
gave
therefor
with
gracious
gesture
a
testoon
of
costliest
bronze
.
Thereon
embossed
in
excellent
smithwork
was
seen
the
image
of
a
queen
of
regal
port
,
scion
of
the
house
of
Brunswick
,
Victoria
her
name
,
Her
Most
Excellent
Majesty
,
by
grace
of
God
of
the
United
Kingdom
of
Great
Britain
and
Ireland
and
of
the
British
dominions
beyond
the
sea
,
queen
,
defender
of
the
faith
,
Empress
of
India
,
even
she
,
who
bore
rule
,
a
victress
over
many
peoples
,
the
wellbeloved
,
for
they
knew
and
loved
her
from
the
rising
of
the
sun
to
the
going
down
thereof
,
the
pale
,
the
dark
,
the
ruddy
and
the
ethiop
.
—
What
’
s
that
bloody
freemason
doing
,
says
the
citizen
,
prowling
up
and
down
outside
?
—
What
’
s
that
?
says
Joe
.
—
Here
you
are
,
says
Alf
,
chucking
out
the
rhino
.
Talking
about
hanging
,
I
’
ll
show
you
something
you
never
saw
.
Hangmen
’
s
letters
.
Look
at
here
.
So
he
took
a
bundle
of
wisps
of
letters
and
envelopes
out
of
his
pocket
.
—
Are
you
codding
?
says
I
.
—
Honest
injun
,
says
Alf
.
Read
them
.
So
Joe
took
up
the
letters
.
—
Who
are
you
laughing
at
?
says
Bob
Doran
.
