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"Aye!" says I, nodding

"Why then bear witness as I be a patient soul andas any ht by token that I knehat a broadside can do a rowed aboard one o' they Spanish hells afore now--so I heldme asunder--and er", master, is ht a 'un Go for'ard to the bo'sun, you shall know him by reason that he lacketh his starboard yere Ask hioeth yon devil's craft--!" Turning as he spoke I saw the sharp bows of the "Es-drawn gurgling roar, the great galleass plunged down stern fore her shame and misery from the eyes of man for evermore

Thus then I sailed with Master Tier," a free uish