"My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. “But about last night. Kneebone!" "That you would not accept him were he to offer—" "Be silent, Sir. Once a sick sailor drew three pictures for me and set down every stay and brace and sail—square-rigger, schooner, and sloop.
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