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Devon Boys

CHAPTER TWENTY
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How you do thank you, quite vell ?" "No, sir; we're starving, and cold and--and--and--tell him Big, I can't." I was done for.

I could not keep it back, though I had said to myself Bob Chowne was a weak coward, and, dropping on the thwart, I let my face go down in my hands, and tried to keep back my emotion.
"Ah, you bigs boys, you speak me," I heard the French skipper say.

"How you come from?
Come, call yourself." "Uggleston, of the Gap," said Bigley, as boldly as he could.

"Blown off shore, sir, in the squall." "Aha! Hey, hey?
Ugglees-tone.

Ma foi, you Monsieur Jonas Ugglees-tone ?" "No, sir; I am his son," said Bigley.
"What say, sare, you Monsieur Jonas Ugglees-tone, you b'long ?" "Yes, sir; I belong to him.


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