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. ” He took a seat by her side. "Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Sheppard, fixing her glazing eyes upon him. Down there, whisky raises the very devil with white men. "I'll have to set you right on that, too. As usual Brendon lit the candles, and Sydney dragged out the spiritlamp and set it going. In one of the cabins a man sat on the edge of his narrow bunk.
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