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But what was to be said aboard that loutish old brig, with a crew of half-starved, weedy mariners looking on agape? In a very few minutes Lucy was handed into the Aurora's boat, and the party were making for the schooner as swiftly as the dip and sweep of oars could impel the keen-bowed little fabric. "He says, if you don't mind, to come about ten or 'leven o'clock," said Billy. "Twenty-five guineas is a very small proportion of three hundred pounds," he exclaimed..
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