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Assured, if he remained much longer where he was, he would inevitably perish, Wood recommended himself to the protection of Heaven, and began his perilous course. Parbleu, but she was a fool. “That’s what we narcs have to do. It's gin—a liquor you used to like. But his own situation was too perilous to admit of his rendering any assistance to the ill-fated waterman.
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