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Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis ยท 67 words
Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis
My heart was beating finely when we two set forth in the cold night upon this dangerous venture. A full moon was beginning to rise and peered redly through the upper edges of the fog, and this increased our haste, for it was plain, before we came forth again, that all would be as bright as day, and our departure exposed to the eyes of any watchers.
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