" Spurlock lowered his voice. If, around noon, a coconut proa landed, the boys made no effort to unload. Yet, stay! There is one thing I wish you to do. ‘All right, Trodger. Listening at one of the doors leading to the Master Debtors' side, he heard a loud voice chanting a Bacchanalian melody, and the boisterous laughter that accompanied the song, convinced him that no suspicion was entertained in this quarter.
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