Hugh Hamilton
"Cappy's is gone now, Hugh. Quit with the accent," Ben instructed as they marched down towards the cabins.
Hugh considered this for a moment and, failing to come up with a witty retort, obediently complied. Eventually the lucrative pair found themselves outside a well-varnished door with the number sixteen displayed proudly in gold letters.
"Well this is it," commented Hugh needlessly.
"Indeed it is," Ben added.
They waited a moment then tried the door. Locked. Hugh nodded quietly to himself.
"It's locked," he decided was the best thing to say.
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