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But he broke in cursing the doctor, in a feeble voice but heartily. Doctors is all swabs, he said; and that doctor there, why, what do he know about seafaring men. I been in places hot as pitch, and mates dropping round with Yellow Jack, and the blessed land a heaving like the sea with earthquakes what do the doctor know of lands like that. and I lived on rum, I tell you.