‘Pardon, milor’,’ said Valade, ‘but Monsieur Charvill, he was not at fault. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. "Where did you learn the song I heard just now?" he demanded, in an authoritative tone. Wood, in equal trepidation. " "May be not," replied the old sailor, drily; "but you'll find it too stiff for you tonight, anyhow. ‘Then we will beg. " As Jonathan said this, Jack's hand involuntarily sought a pistol.
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