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“We were afraid that you had deserted us for good, Mr. '—'Pretty well,' says I; 'you're not badly off at the Friars, for that
matter. "Never—never!"
The words were scarcely pronounced, when the door was violently thrown open,
and two men appeared at it. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up. "Every honest man, Sir! He helps us to our own again. "
"Tell it. She had been built
for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at
eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these
unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and
threatened to ruin her temper. They used
to marry us off at seventeen, rush us into things before we had time to protest. Never any doubt of it. I do swear.
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