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"That so? Then we'll drive her home." This was the story his interrogatories elicited. On the day before yesterday the brig that was very short of provisions and water sighted a vessel, which on her approach proved to be so rigged that the master declared he had never seen the like. Maurice sank weakly down against a tree trunk, and groaned..
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