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On which Captain Weaver exclaimed: "The Minorca, of course. She was French, and what's called barque-rigged." "Ann," he commanded, "you run along and get your supper." "Well, Mr Greyquill, twenty-five guineas when I'm paid off on my return home. I can say no more, and can promise no more.".
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