I was kept busy packing the minted money into bread-bags.
Louis Rhead, from Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, circa 1915.
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“Darby M’Graw!” it wailed. “Darby M’Graw!”
Louis Rhead, from Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, circa 1915.
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It showed me Hands and his companion, locked together in deadly wrestle
Louis Rhead, from Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, circa 1915.
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Tell us, Squire, when you see the match, and we’ll hold water.
Louis Rhead, from Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, circa 1915.
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The next instant, I saw Black Dog in full flight.
Louis Rhead, from Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, circa 1915.
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Louis Rhead, frontispiece from Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, circa 1915.
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The next moment we were lying on our backs, each with a dirk at his throat.
Louis Rhead, from Kidnapped, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, 1921.
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A coble with a brown sail came flying round that corner of the isle.
Louis Rhead, from Kidnapped, by Robert Louis Stevenson, New York, 1921.
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