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THE DARK FRIGATE

The colour returned to his round face and the sly, crafty look returned to his eyes. "We’ll find him at Bideford, though, and all will go well again. He ‘ll kill for a word—nay, for a thought! But he never bears a grudge—against a friend. We’ll lie tonight, my lad, with a roof over our heads, and by dawn we’ll take the road.”

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