He drew both his pistols, and prepared for a desperate encounter. “I think as I feel in a good humour it must be the latter. Wood, severely, "and go to bed. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. He wanted to know what the joke against him was—if any. Wouldn't take my advice.
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