By the light of a torch borne at the stern of the hostile wherry, he saw that the pursuers had approached within a short distance of the object of their quest. The fragrance of dryer sheets lay upon her like the snow that now drifted peacefully outside. They were in different key, they had a different timbre. He not only did this, but supplied him with an ointment which allayed the swelling of his limbs, and crowned all by furnishing him with a jug of excellent ale. " "He'll be hanged nevertheless," replied the Hollander, giving his collar an ugly jerk.
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