Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. It is a matter of degree. “Pretend,” he said, “that all I have said hasn’t been said. I bear the marks of some of them about me still," he continued, taking off his wig, and laying bare a bald skull, covered with cicatrices and plates of silver. But while there's life there's hope. You are alone in the world, you have no one save yourself to consider. " "Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he concluded his narration. She turned off the light and approached the window. “You don’t want to go?” “No. All sorts of battered tramps, junks and riff-raff of the seas trailed in and out.
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