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| | Robert Louis Stevenson - Island Nights' Entertainments Page 38 (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-09-09) |
 | | First, when you offer a bottle so singular for eighty odd dollars, people suppose you to be jesting. |
 | | Now, when Keawe was in the street, with the bottle under his arm, he began to think. |
 | | On his way back to the port-side, he saw a shop where a man sold shells and clubs from the wild islands, old heathen deities, old coined money, pictures from China and Japan, and all manner of things that sailors bring in their sea-chests. |
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