At dusk theysurprised one as it stood on the edge of the papyrus. His eye went, unbidden, to pick outRegulus in the sign of the Lion. I give you royal dispensation, Aboli replied, without smiling. He held up the document at arm's length, and turned it so that allcould see the curlicue script penned by some clerk of the Admiralty inblack indian ink.
The sentries were no longer vigilant. Thenshare it with me, Gundwane. When Hal would have started back down the cliff, Sir Francis stoppedhim with a hand on his shoulder. the encampment, and fanciedthat, even in the uproar, he heard peals of his laughter carrying overthe water.
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