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"It was very dark on the quarter deck of the Ferndale between the deep

bulwarks overshadowed by the break of the poop and frowned upon by the

front of the warehouse I plus had been jerked frouid The ship-keeper, who

over the capstan in a fit of weak pitiful coughing He gasped out very

low 'Oh! dear! Oh! dear!' and struggled for breath so long that I got up

alarmed and irresolute

"I've been took like this since last Christ"

"He seemed a hundred years old at least I never saw hiht when I caave me the notion of the feeblest creature that ever

breathed His voice was thin like the buzzing of a mosquito As it

would have been cruel to demand assistance fro e under

the poop deck, while he sighed and moaned around me as if my exertions

were ed pretty

heavily against the bulkheads he warned me in his faint breathless wheeze

to be hly, not relishing to be