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... but all was silence. The mystery, it seemed, would endure a while. With a shake of his head, he sucked in a breath. “Stream anchor and cable, you indolent dogs!” he yelled. “Hoist the topmast stay-sail, and keep the bloody sheet to windward!” If there was trouble betwixt the captain and his lady, then the quicker they returned her to Shipwreck Cove the better. For them all…. *** Jack strode...
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