"Now, then," declared Scroggie, tossing his hat on the sward and drying his moist palms on his trouser-legs, "I'm goin' to black your eyes and pummel the nose off your face.",
"She held out her apron, an' I lefted the lid off the pail and pours what's in it into her lap.,
"Not to my husband, sir, who naturally thought the matter all right, and said he would be on board at half-past seven.".
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