Even that he sleeps, I must give to him my thanks, for he has been excessively brave for me. Half an hour's labour, during which he was obliged more than once to pause to regain breath, sufficed to make a hole wide enough to allow a passage for his arm up to the elbow. You shall behold him. Ramage back his forty pounds. I have been insulted, and cursed at, and threatened with both pistol and dagger. Steeples toppled, and towers reeled beneath its fury. "I tell 'ee what, master, if you're more fortinate nor I am, and get ashore, give old saltwater your fare.
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