Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. . . Either we go forth together, or they shall bury me. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you. And let ush go back to our brandewyn, and hollandsche genever. Niente. His shouts for help were answered by roars of mockery and laughter.
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