"'Sdeath! do you trifle with me, sirrah?" cried Rowland fiercely. White, my landlady, believes his story. "I tell 'ee what, master, if you're more fortinate nor I am, and get ashore, give old saltwater your fare. Hill lost a little of his truculency.
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