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nyp.33433074807516	Bridges Victor.	Greensea Island; a mystery of the Essex Coast by Victor Bridges ...	1922		.txt	text/plain	84049	6290	88	"I think you want a drink, Ross," I said. time I was free Ross had got through his business and returned to the ship. thing suddenly and go and bury oneself in a Godforsaken place like Greensea unless one's got a screw want to buy, and there's no particular point in running yourself short of cash." He looked round at "You may set your mind quite at rest, Mr. Dryden," said the director, with a sort of pompous got a rotten head," I said, "and I feel devilish looks all right," he said, with a satisfied glance round "Rather," I said, "and the next time I come I with de Roda I felt like a man who has one hand tied "Come on in," I said, addressing myself to Manning. "You've got an ideal place in its way," said my "It's no good looking like that," I said.	./cache/nyp.33433074807516.pdf	./txt/nyp.33433074807516.txt