Thomas Moran Moonlit Seascape

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silver dollars and eighteen copper pieces in profit, I make it,' said Tomjon.
'That was amazing,' said the Fool. 'I mean, the way they volunteered to go home and get some more money as well, after you gave them that speech about the rights of man.'
He dabbed some more ointment on his head.
'And the youngest one started to cry,' he added. 'Amazing.'
'It wears off,' said Hwel.
'You're a dwarf, aren't you?'
Hwel the least I can do,' said the Fool nervously. 'And I'm sure the little fellow would like something to quaff.'
Hwel gripped the edge of the table and opened his mouth to roar.didn't feel he could deny this.'I can tell you're a Fool,' he said.'Yes. It's the bells, isn't it?' said the Fool wearily, rubbing his ribs.'Yes, and the bells.' Tomjon grimaced and kicked Hwel under die table.'Well, I'm very grateful,' said the Fool. He stood up, and winced. 'I'd really like to show my gratitude,' he added. 'Is there a tavern open around here?'Tomjon joined him at the window, and pointed down the length of the street.'See all those tavern signs?' he said.'Yes. Gosh. There's hundreds.''Right. See the one at the end, with the blue and white sign?''Yes. I think so.''Well, as far as I know, that's the only one around here that's ever closed.''Then pray allow me to treat you to a drink. It's