Cillian returned to his mascareta, a black, low, flat-bottom boat he used to move from island to island. He left the two Plier cakes and asked the boatman to wait for his return. Cillian came back an hour later, with a number of bags from different stores.
If sir has plans for tonight, may I be of assistance, said the boatman.
No, I plan to stay alone and study tonight, thank you Paul. We shall stop by Smyth Island the way home.
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