Languages & literature > Aurus clavus, or, The adventures of a gold trinket, supposed to have been written by itself

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a noise was heard like to the report of a double-
barrelled gun, and the light was extinguished.
The little man laughed, and cried “ Thank you*
master; thank you!” The carrier immediately
sprang out of bed, and out of the room; my
master followed close at his heels, and left the
old chap by himself, which was all he wanted.
In his retreat my master dropped me, and I
never saw him more.
The servant came into the room about six in
the morning, but the old man was gone, and I
lay on the carpet unperceived.