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Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis ยท 65 words
Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis
There all hands were already congregated. A belt of fog had lifted almost simultaneously with the appearance of the moon. Away to the south west of us we saw two low hills, about a couple of miles apart, and rising behind one of them a third and higher hill, whose peak was still buried in the fog. All three seemed sharp and conical in figure.
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