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"Oh, Mullet?" said the other, in surprise. "I'm afraid I've made a mistake, then. I thought you were my old shipmate. Captain Rogers. It's a foolish mistake of mine, as I've no doubt Rogers was hanged years ago. You never had a brother named Rogers, did you?"
"I say again, what do you want?" demanded the other, advancing upon him.
"Since you're so good," said the other. "I want new clothes, food, and lodging of the best, and my pockets filled with money."
"You had better go and look for all those things, then," said Mullet. "You won't find them here."
"Ay!" said the other, rising. "Well, well ! There was a hundred guineas on the head of my old shipmate Rogers some fifteen years ago. I'll see whether it has been earned yet."
"If I gave you a hundred guineas," said the innkeeper, repressing his passion by a mighty effort, "you would not be satisfied."
"Reads like a book," said the stranger, in tones of pretended delight. "What a man it is!"
He fell back as he spoke, and thrusting his