'" "'This be the verse you grave for me: Here he lies where he longed to be; Home is the sailor, home from the sea. " "Would you be angry if I offered it to you?" "Very. "Look at these fetters," returned Thames, holding up his manacled wrists; "they were put on by my uncle's command. So I dare say I was christened Jack. “Your father is dead too, I believe,” he continued, “and your mother. Naturally you shout yourself hoarse when she has finished, and feel jolly pleased with yourself. ‘Ain’t enough as my bed is took, my sheets all bloodied, and my gin took for to waste on that fellow’s wound.
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