“So this is where ye hide-out!” mentioned Matt. “what is come over ye, Will, and what exactly is all of this equipment ye’ve had gotten?”
“Set ye down, Matt,” stated the guy. The guy taken a bottle out from the fern, and a pewter half-pint he had by him.
“flavoring that,” said the guy, in which he poured him aside a big dollop of spirit. Quintal took a sniff and put they down. “they is not bad, perhaps not by a long way,” stated the guy; “but what can it be? Continue reading