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Treasure Island - Stevenson, Robert Louis ยท 47 words
Why. I cried. You were asking me just now about the dead. Youve broken your trust; youve lived in sin and lies and blood; theres a man you killed lying at your feet this moment, and you ask me why. For Gods mercy, Mr. Hands, thats why.
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