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y quiet. He arose to his feet [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], took the bandage off,
and looked around.
Where is ut?
he demanded. "The short stick? The wan for me?"
The captain pointed to the four sticks lying on the deck.
How do you know the stick was mine?
O'Brien questioned. "Did
you see utJohnny Sheehan?"
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Johnny Sheehanwho was the youngest of the boysdid not answer.
Did you see ut?
O'Brien next asked Mahoney.
NoI didn't see ut.
The men were muttering and growling.
'Twas a fair drawin' Sullivan said. Ye had yer chanct an' ye lost
that's all iv ut.
A fair drawin' the captain added. Didn't I behold it myself? The
stick was yoursO'Brienan' ye may as well get ready. Where's the cook?
Gormancome here. Fetch the tureen coversome of ye. Gormando
your duty like a man.
But how'll I do it the cook demanded. He was a weak-eyed [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], weak-
chinned [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], indecisive man.
'Tis a damned murder!
O'Brien cried out.
I'll have none of ut Mahoney announced. Not a bite shall pass me
lips.
Then 'tis yer share for better men than yerself Sullivan sneered.
Go on with yer dutycook.
'Tis not me dutythe killin' of b'ys Gorman protested irresolutely.
If yez don't make yilai:
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she
will neither s
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