"'Tis a cruel thing you've done, lad. I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. He heard the panting of the donkey-engine, then the slithering of the anchor chains. Everything goes—the copra for oil, the fibre of the husk for rope, and the shell for carbon.
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