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Bill Richmond’s establishment left the vicinity the next day, though Bill warned his partner to rest up for a day or two. But Tom Molyneux wouldn’t think of delaying at any price.

“Please, Bill!” Tom implored. “Ah’ll be good, ah’ll be so good! Ah’ll not eat an’ drink nutten’ but what yo’ want me to eat an’ drink, honest to God I won’t. An’ ah’ll do all ma exercises good and proper, same as yo’ tell me! So saddle the horses, will yo’, Bill? Ah’ll clear up inside heah!”

“Just you rest up, Tom! I’ll look after things. There, Tom, there! Don’t shake so! Have another drop of rum? It won’t harm you!”