"She ought to make Cleveland before dark if this breeze holds," the light-house keeper said as he twisted the big cigar which the commodore had given him about in his fingers. "Just what word was it that lawyer chap, Maddoc, wanted us to get to Swanson, at the foot, Erie?"
Lucky 8 Merge Up, "Fell out o' a tree," he managed to say. "Struck my head on a limb."
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Lucky 8 Merge Up "What you talkin' 'bout, Bill? What thing? Who's it been clawin'? Hurry up, tell me.".
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