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About three miles or thereabouts from here, on the
road running east, there is a fellow who keeps a tavern. Do you
know him?"
"I know no good of him. He's the worst nuisance I have to contend
with, for he keeps some of my men disabled much of the time."
"Well, I knew Bute years ago, and I can make him think I am now
what I was then, only worse; and I will induce him to go with me
to raid that tavern. If this plan fails, I shall try another, for
I am either going to take Bute alive or else get ample proof that
he is dead. There may be some queer goings-on before I leave, and
all I ask is that you will neither interfere nor investigate. You
may be as ignorant and non-committal as you please. I shall report
progress to you, however, and may need your testimony, but will
see to it that it is given by you as one who had nothing to do
with the affair. Now please show me your quarters, so that I can
find you at night if need be; also Bute's sleeping-place and the
lay of the land to some extent. You'll find that I can take
everything in mighty quick.


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