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‘There’s a surgeon on his way, and my men are under orders to do whatever is needful. The coconut plantation covered the west side. Already Cosette was her chosen friend. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. “Who is there to care and—John. I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think.
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