If he got her outside, surely the soldiers would see her and intervene. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. "Do you call neglecting your work, and singing flash songs nothing? Zounds! you incorrigible rascal, many a master would have taken you before a magistrate, and prayed for your solitary confinement in Bridewell for the least of these offences. ” Lucy became livid with rage.
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