The Bradys and the Girl Smuggler - or, Working for the Custom House by Francis Worcester Doughty
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While this was going on the Bradys joined the Collector and spoke to him.
He was startled to discover their identity and remarked: "Well, you certainly have the faculty of hiding your identity in the most complete manner. Have you found any smugglers yet?" "Several," replied Harry, quickly. "Indeed! Who are they?" "We'll show you when your men get through." They chatted together until the inspection was finished and all the luggage had been marked and received the pasters to show they were passed. "Now call your men and get their report, sir," said Harry. The Collector did as he was requested. Out of several hundred passengers only a lace shawl had been captured. "Is that all you managed to find that was dutiable?" asked Harry, in surprise, as the searchers gathered round them. They recognized him by his voice and Gibson growled sarcastically: "Do you think you can do any better?" "Oh, my--yes." |
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