"Wet your whistle before you start, Jack," said Kneebone, pouring out a glass of ale. “I love you, Ann Veronica. It was his belief that the French had enough troubles of their own in these difficult times without bothering to nose out British business. Our ideal had fallen. But be patient, I am your fast friend. There is not a soul in the inn but ourselves. Sailors would leave them at the trader's. He's as generous as he's frolicsome. Spurling.
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