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IN THE ROAR OF THE SEA.
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again, old man, and we'll drink to a cold bed and an indigestible lump—somewhere—in his head or in his gizzard—to Cruel Coppinger, and the wiping off of old scores—always a satisfaction to honest men." Scantlebray rubbed his hands. "It is a satisfaction to the conscience—to ferret out the rats sometimes."
