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... Calais ! ' Fourteen knots , whenever I take her out ; but the Grif- fons , they cannot get more than eight , not ever . For me , she is a swan ; for the Griffons , a dead skate . I tell you these Grif- fons do not know about sailing ...
... Calais ! ' Fourteen knots , whenever I take her out ; but the Grif- fons , they cannot get more than eight , not ever . For me , she is a swan ; for the Griffons , a dead skate . I tell you these Grif- fons do not know about sailing ...
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... Calais , I have taught Tom Sou- ville tricks in swimming . There is nothing Tom Souville can do that I cannot do . " They were silent again , staring at the distant and harmless- seeming gray thread of the mud bank . " There's one more ...
... Calais , I have taught Tom Sou- ville tricks in swimming . There is nothing Tom Souville can do that I cannot do . " They were silent again , staring at the distant and harmless- seeming gray thread of the mud bank . " There's one more ...
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... Calais . " " No , not Calais , " Marvin said . " Morlaix . " Clay shook his head . " Calais , you'll go to , " he replied sourly . " Calais , and lucky to get there . " He snorted . " Morlaix ! What you think we're running here ...
... Calais . " " No , not Calais , " Marvin said . " Morlaix . " Clay shook his head . " Calais , you'll go to , " he replied sourly . " Calais , and lucky to get there . " He snorted . " Morlaix ! What you think we're running here ...
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aboard American Argandeau Arundel ashore barque beneath black-haired girl Blue Swan breath brig British bulwarks cabin Calais Captain Caution Captain Dorman Captain Slade Captain Taylor carronades caught Corunna Corunna Dorman crew cried damned Dan'l deck Diron drew English exclaimed eyes face Fayal feet fight forward France Frenchmen glance guns hand hatch heard hoarse hulk lady laughed letter-of-marque lieutenant lips Little White long guns look Marvin nodded Marvin saw Marvin shook Marvin stared Morlaix moved never Newton Olive Branch Osmore pendulum ports prisoners quarter-deck quickly rabbit ratlines Renard Roscoff rose sail schooner seamen seemed to Marvin ship shook his head shoulders shouted side silent Sir Austin skysail sloop-of-war slowly smiled softly Souville staysail stern stood taffrail Talleyrand tell there's thing thought throat told topgallant sails turned Valençay vessel Victorine voice Wait watched whispered woman