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What is it that you wish from me? You would like to arrest me for spying? Very well, arrest me. Unless he has killed someone. Go to her, I say, and take her in your arms, you poor benighted Ironsides! I can't make you see. "Shall I never see that sweet face again,—never feel the pressure of those kind hands more—nor listen to that gentle voice! Ah! yes, we shall meet again in Heaven, where I shall speedily join you. " "I ondershtand," replied the skipper, putting his finger to his nose; "it shall be done. You shall tell me if I am wrong. " "Are you sure of that," inquired Jackson. CHAPTER XI.
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