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"Hark 'ee, Ben," said the old sailor, knocking the ashes from his pipe upon the hob; "you may try, but dash my timbers if you'll ever cross the Thames to-night. CHAPTER XXVI. The parlour was cluttered but cosy. Somewhere you may stumble upon a clew to his identity.
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