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Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis ยท 61 words
The wind, serving us to a desire, now hauled into the west. We could run so much the easier from the north east corner of the island to the mouth of the North Inlet. Only, as we had no power to anchor and dared not beach her till the tide had flowed a good deal farther, time hung on our hands.
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