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• him sped the yellow figure, and right to the end. The seemingly
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• mattered not. He was now a prisoner, and — thrust into
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• of the guard on the quarter-deck, he felt a natural disinclination
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• the glare of the signal-fire made no more impression on
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• and other comforts. At Caylen, the most southern island,
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• “These — he, he!— awful calms,” says Mrs. Vickers.
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• and passed his hand across his forehead, as though he would
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• “If you please, doctor, one of the prisoners is taken
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• which swirled fully three feet of water, which, slowly
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• hand on the table. “They’re the finest eyes I’ve
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• She gazed at him with a contemptuous sinking of her heavily
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• “Let me h’up, gents” he implored —“let me h’up.
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• that belief he had made no effort to find her after his
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• He knew her at once. She was Sarah Purfoy, Mrs. Vickers’s
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• of bunks had been built against them, the air they brought
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• reeking like bullocks at Smithfield down there. A hundred
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• Max gaining upon her, now, at every stride. There was a
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• began to mutter. Sarah Purfoy paused in the doorway to
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• unluckily for themselves, perhaps, had steered away from
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• “Nonsense! What could they do against the soldiers? There
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• in all the finer points of big game hunting. Of an evening
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• or two from those grey jackets of yours amidships. I shall
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• gave a cheery shout and passed her, steering straight into
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• that hung like a lurid star in the air. The soldiers and
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• and not Spaniards and that they were in sad want of tobacco
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