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It was everyone's favorite meal. He was well mounted, as was his companion; and had pistols in his holsters, and a hanger at his girdle. “Mr. As soon as he gets into blue water, he'll think no more of pitching the boy overboard than of lighting his pipe. Wild, Captain?" remonstrated the other, in a deferential tone. More importantly, she had her wits. I suppose that’s the gist of the whole thing. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep. He smiled tenderly. ‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. ’ She jumped up, and moved impatiently to the door.
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