| Mr. Dutchman was rowed ashore and left with a gun, some powder and shot |
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| She went up to the coppery Indian sky in great festoons of smoke |
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| He fought the lieutenant with the verve of an athlete fresh for the field |
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| “You white-livered coward!” bellowed Williams, “Run away from a frog-eater!” |
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