He gazed at the sleeping figure for two or[Pg 307] three minutes and then left, again locking the door. He entered his own cabin and stretched his form along the lower bunk; but used as he was to sleep well in an hour betwixt one scene of slaughter, of belching broadsides, of fierce and murderous boarding and another scene scarred by the cannon flame, terrible with its thunder of guns whose muzzles yawned close to the muzzles of the foe, slumber was not to be his.
six6s6, "I think that Mr. Johnston went a little too far there," Wilson ventured.
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six6s6 With a bound, Billy was beside him, and peering through the rushes into the tiny bay in which they kept their boat..
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