"Go on. Men in this part of the world drink to forget the things they have lost. Then a handkerchief was thrown over the cage, to prevent the bird from singing; it was her favourite canary. Everything was very neat; it had evidently been straightened up and kept for her. Wood struck me a blow which made me a robber. "Ah! traitor!" cried Jack, pulling the trigger of his pistol.
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