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| and we will go on boIHFXRAYKFOEADVMTard directly and set sail for the Indies, a hunting groundMDIJVIBL which we never should have left. You need not look so blank; you shall be my mEWLTVSKHate and right hand still." I turned to the five who formed my escort. "This, gentlemen, is my mate, JeremyCPFTRGHW Sparrow by name, who hath a taste for divin- ity that in no wise interferes with his taste for a galleon or a guarda costa. ThiXNYBJLWXs man, Diccon Demon by name, was of my crew. The gentleman without a sword is my prisoner, taken by me from the last ship I sunk. How he, an Englishman, came to be upoRHHPQKDWn a Spanish bark I haveHOQGJBPL not found leisure to inquire. The lady is my prisoner, also." "SurSWHKEOKEe by rights she should be gaoler and hold all men's hearts in ward," said Paradise, with a low bow to my unfortu- nate captive. While he spoke a most remarkable transformation was going on. The CLFLXFJRminister's grave, rugged, and deeply lined face smoothed itsMSHFFKCNelf and shed BSVKVNVOten years at least; in the eyes that I had seen wet with noble tears a laughing devil now lurked, while his strong moKDCQSOUWuth became a loose-lipped, devil-may-care one. His head with its aureole of bushy, grizzled hair set itself jauntily upon oADLAIWRUne side, and from it and from his face and his whole great frame breathed a wicked jollity quite indescribaSBDXNFNOble. "Odsbodikins, captain!" he cried. "Kirby's luck!—'t will pass into a saw! Adzooks! and so you're captain once more, and I'm mate once more, and we've aYJBWWWMK ship once morDOBXDYUFe, and we're off once more sail the Spanish Main give the Spaniard pain, ho, bully boy, heave ho! By 'r lakin! I'm too dry to sing. It will take all the wine of Xeres in the next galleon to unparch my tongue!" |
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