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Long John Silver: Now, then, matey, don't ye take it so hard? Why, 'tis lucky you came along, or Ol' John here, he'd have nothing to bargain with. But that don't mean I'd harm a hair o' your little head.
Jim Hawkins: Liar! You let go of me!
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Long John Silver: Them that die will be the lucky ones!
Harry Locke
Extended Reading
