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He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. ‘Why, that’s one of the names with which she tried to fob me off. Some day I'm going to paint her; but that will be when I've retired. He had sufficient strength to wait upon himself. ‘Very well, never mind. He sent me home. Good-bye, aunt. The next minute, I contrived, without either of 'em perceiving me, to convey it into my own pocket.
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