Dead Men Tell No Tales

damned stuff never to have put my hand to the plough; but go back I can’t; so there’s an end of it.”

“I don’t see it,” said I. “You say you didn’t go in for the gold? Then give up your share; the others’ll jump at it; and Eva won’t think the worse of you, at any rate.”

“But what’s to become of her if I drop out?

“You and I will take her to her friends, or wherever she wants to go.”

“No, no!” he cried. “I never yet deserted my pals, and I’m not going to begin.”


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damned stuff never to have put my hand to the plough; but go back I can’t; so there’s an end of it.”

“I don’t see it,” said I. “You say you didn’t go in for the gold? Then give up your share; the others’ll jump at it; and Eva won’t think the worse of you, at any rate.”

“But what’s to become of her if I drop out?

“You and I will take her to her friends, or wherever she wants to go.”

“No, no!” he cried. “I never yet deserted my pals, and I’m not going to begin.”


510 of 682