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"Why, sartinly, your honour," answered the man, looking at the Admiral. "I for one should not need to meet Lord Nelson and hear him speak of your son to fully agree in what you say, Sir William," said Lucy. "Don't need to take mine," Billy informed him. "What's the use of me takin' any; ain't one bad cough enough?".
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