He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. I found it on the beach, just sitting there nestled inside a piece of driftwood. "Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of ale. The militia were in already.
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