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Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis ยท 74 words
Mate, he was saying, its because I thinks gold dust of you gold dust, and you may lay to that. If I hadnt took to you like pitch, do you think Id have been here a warning of you. Alls up you cant make nor mend; its to save your neck that Im a speaking, and if one of the wild uns knew it, whered I be, Tom now, tell me, whered I be.
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