’ ‘Don’t tell me,’ exploded his second-in-command. "Only my darbies," returned Jack, clinking his chains. ‘Damn you, what’s the matter with you?’ he snapped in frustration. " "Well, well, since you desire it, I'll say no more," returned Wood. To-morrow, we'll go to the Fleet and get spliced. His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. The first peg was torture.
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