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It resembled Mardi Gras, and she thought disdainfully of New Orleans. He put it carefully aside, resolved to defer the attempt till night. "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. "Upon him!" "Yield, villain, or die!" shouted Thames, drawing his sword and springing towards him. The spikes almost touched the upper part of the hatch: scarcely space enough for the passage of a hand being left between their points and the beam. I can decide for myself. Bullding repeated, rather struck with the phrase.
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