It must have cut him. '—'It's not to be thought of,' says I, thumping the table till every glass on it jingled; 'and I know a way as'll prevent it. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out. . He had meant to be master of his fate that evening and it had escaped him altogether. "You play?" asked McClintock, who was sorting the rolls.
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