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"
"
Hoot-toot
!
hoot-toot
!
"
said
Cluny
.
"
It
was
all
daffing
;
it
's
all
nonsense
.
Of
course
you
'll
have
your
money
back
again
,
and
the
double
of
it
,
if
ye
'll
make
so
free
with
me
.
It
would
be
a
singular
thing
for
me
to
keep
it
.
It
's
not
to
be
supposed
that
I
would
be
any
hindrance
to
gentlemen
in
your
situation
;
that
would
be
a
singular
thing
!
"
cries
he
,
and
began
to
pull
gold
out
of
his
pocket
with
a
mighty
red
face
.
Alan
said
nothing
,
only
looked
on
the
ground
.
"
Will
you
step
to
the
door
with
me
,
sir
?
"
said
I.
Cluny
said
he
would
be
very
glad
,
and
followed
me
readily
enough
,
but
he
looked
flustered
and
put
out
.
"
And
now
,
sir
,
"
says
I
,
"
I
must
first
acknowledge
your
generosity
.
"
"
Nonsensical
nonsense
!
"
cries
Cluny
.
"
Where
's
the
generosity
?
This
is
just
a
most
unfortunate
affair
;
but
what
would
ye
have
me
do
--
boxed
up
in
this
bee-skep
of
a
cage
of
mine
--
but
just
set
my
friends
to
the
cartes
,
when
I
can
get
them
?
And
if
they
lose
,
of
course
,
it
's
not
to
be
supposed
--
--
"
And
here
he
came
to
a
pause
.
"
Yes
,
"
said
I
,
"
if
they
lose
,
you
give
them
back
their
money
;
and
if
they
win
,
they
carry
away
yours
in
their
pouches
!
I
have
said
before
that
I
grant
your
generosity
;
but
to
me
,
sir
,
it
's
a
very
painful
thing
to
be
placed
in
this
position
.
"
There
was
a
little
silence
,
in
which
Cluny
seemed
always
as
if
he
was
about
to
speak
,
but
said
nothing
.
All
the
time
he
grew
redder
and
redder
in
the
face
.
"
I
am
a
young
man
,
"
said
I
,
"
and
I
ask
your
advice
.
Advise
me
as
you
would
your
son
