"If a man starts to haul on that line, I'll shoot him
dead!" Frontispiece | | | FACING | | PAGE | "Ho, ho, young woodcock, and how do ye like the
company of Stede Bonnet's rovers?" | 23 | "Don't say a word—sh!—easy there—are you
awake?" | 143 | | A sudden red glare on the walls of the chasm | 223 | | Job had bracketed his target | 247 |
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