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Blue Jackets

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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I was thinking of sewing it up in the padding of my jacket." "No, no; keep it in your pocket and never part with it," I said.

"It's a watch to be proud of, for it was earned in a noble way." "Thankye, sir," he cried, as I stood wondering at my own words; "that's done me good;" and he buttoned his jacket up with an intense look of satisfaction.
"I'm beginning to think the doctor was right, Gnat," said Barkins one morning.
"What about ?" I said.
"My wound; I don't think the knife was poisoned." "Why, of course it wasn't; you fancied it all." "Well, I couldn't help that, could I?
You wait till you get your wound, and then see how you'll begin to fancy all sorts of things.

I say, though, Smithy's getting right pretty quick.

The doctor's pitched him over.

I should have sent him back to his duty before, if I'd been old Physic.


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