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unless you want to argue the matter." "For two cents--" Nishikanta spluttered in affected rage.
"Not for two billion cents would you risk a scrap with me, you money-sweater, you," was Daughtry's retort.

"You've got their goats, but I've got your number.

Not for two billion billion cents would you excite me into callin' it right now .-- Big John! Just carry that case of beer across, an' that half case, and store in my boat .-- Nishikanta, just start something, if you've got the nerve." Simon Nishikanta did not dare, nor did he know what to do; but he was saved from his perplexity by the shout: "Here she comes!" All rushed to holding-ground, and held, while the whale broke more timbers and the _Mary Turner_ rolled sluggishly down and back again.
"Lower away! On the run! Lively!" Captain Doane's orders were swiftly obeyed.