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" Jonathan's eyes glistened as he told over the notes. " "Unpossible, master," rejoined Ben; "the tide's running down like a mill-sluice, and the wind's right in our teeth. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. Oh, Mr Jarvis paid no mind,’ she added hastily, as if expecting disapproval. "I want to know what you've done with the rest of the notes—with the gold— and the papers you took away from my room!" rejoined Wild.
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