The third was just a flesh wound. Why, the man nearly cried when we left, he wanted to come so bad. He felt he ought to pull his gun, but he knew he couldn't shoot well enough to kill five of them--anyhow, the Captain hadn't shot when the old chief with the milky eye had asked for a beef. You boys took the wrong ship, Augustus said.
I'm much obliged for all the help you've given Ellie, he said. They ended up talking of their sisters, those that had them, most nights. No, Augustus said. I lost three boys, Gus.
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