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"Good lad," says Penfeather, clapping him on brawny shoulder "Bide where you are, Jo, and Fortune with you and yours This way, Martin"

So having taken our leave of Byuided by the Bo's'n's lanthorn until, turning a sudden, sharp corner, we plunged into pitchy glooroped my way until Penfeather's voice stayed me: "Easy all!" says he, softly "Have your pistols ready and heed how you co cautiously I found h this natural screen, I stu in a s moon; and never a sound to be heard save the soft whisper of leaves about us and the faint, far cry of so away to the sinking s, Martin, fro to be need of all your resolution and all my caution ere we can see the end Come!"