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Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis ยท 75 words

Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis

Why, how many tall ships, think ye, now, have I seen laid aboard. And how many brisk lads drying in the sun at Execution Dock. cried Silver. And all for this same hurry and hurry and hurry. You hear me. I seen a thing or two at sea, I have. If you would ony lay your course, and a pint to windward, you would ride in carriages, you would. But not you. I know you.

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