Come along, Trite!" he exclaimed, in a gruff voice which sounded not altogether unlike that of old Ben Yool's as he looked over the bows; and presently he handed up a lady of very ample dimensions, who certainly, except for a petticoat and a necklace of shells, I should not have suspected to have belonged to the fair sex. "Oh, there you are, my lovie!
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