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So hummed old Harry as he stirred the potatoes and wet his vocal chords, occasionally, from the jug at his feet. "Pshaw! Bill, he couldn't hurt Spotba, the womper, could he?" Maurice whistled. "Well I'll be jiggered!" he exclaimed. "I wish't I'd knowed that. Say, tell you what I'll do. I'll sneak up through the woods an' whistle Joe over here now.".
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"Can't. He might hear me." "Yes, I remember. The master died in the homeward passage, and the ship was[Pg 17] brought to port by the mate, to whom I suppose you intend to give the command." Billy put his hand on the latch of the door, then stood, frozen into inaction. From the interior of the shanty had come a groan—a human groan! Billy almost dropped the lantern. A cold shiver ran down his spine. His mind flashed to Old Scroggie's ghost. The hand that groped into his pocket in search of the rabbit-foot charm trembled so it could scarcely clasp that cherished object. "Pray step in, Mr Greyquill, and be seated!".
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