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He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. Its parents have perished. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. Earles, but it is a good one. . . Everything goes—the copra for oil, the fibre of the husk for rope, and the shell for carbon.
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