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stood in our bows "Four bells, and all's well!" he intoned in a

vigorous voice

It was e it ever had

given to the world: "All's well!" And far ahead I, too, peered across

the wave, seeking tocraft that bore

treasure I was resolved should yet be rinned in answer

"You're in a hurry, Black Bart What aze upon me

"Then I'll show youtreasure than of capturing a certain maiden who flees before us

yonder on a swift craft, speedier than our own Lay side of

her, this week, next month, this winter, and my share of the other

booty shall be yours!"

"Black Bart," said Lafitte, "I knew so was sort of botherin'

you So, it's you for the fair captive, huh?"