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the captain of the10
side of the island9
a quarter of a7
quarter of a mile6
in half an hour6
at a sign from5
to one of the5
the inner beach of5
at the end of5
the weather side of5
weather side of the5
inner beach of the4
of our native crew4
on board the fray4
of the island was4
said the white man4
and he pointed to4
a bit of a4
captain of the pocahontas4
in the south seas4
was a man of4
a mile or so4
came to the door4
waters of the lagoon4
at the same time4
board the fray bentos4
the bottom of the4
the people of the4
close in to the4
a young native girl4
every now and then4
of one of the4
hides the tricks of4
i can tell you4
the tricks of lovers4
of the people of4
the tongue of chili4
over and over again3
of the western pacific3
up by the roots3
in a voice like3
star of the morning3
the tierce of tobacco3
the fate of the3
on the top of3
she shook her head3
the island in the3
were a number of3
the middle of the3
about half a mile3
under the shadow of3
the face of the3
in front of the3
the daughter of the3
the whole of the3
the captain and mate3
quarter of an hour3
taplin and his wife3
sat down on a3
have a look at3
the south coast of3
on the matted floor3
in the bottom of3
he said in his3
in a little while3
the other side of3
to the fray bentos3
and sat down on3
on both sides of3
a quarter of an3
the name of the3
he was about to3
lee of the south3
the hands of the3
on account of the3
coast of new guinea3
the end of the3
about a quarter of3
he fell in with3
in such a place3
among the people of3
and in a few3
a truly great man3
as soon as i3
the islands of the3
fate of the alida3
head to the wind3
he told us that3
the west coast of3
to the weather side3
was one of the3
on her beam ends3
on the morning of3
a bottle of gin3
the top of the3
left the island in3
for a couple of3
the wall of the3
in a few minutes3
under the lee of3
above high water mark3
both sides of the3
in one of the3
bottom of the boat3
a look at the3
in the afternoon we3
the brigantine and cutter3
of the south cape3
the lee of the3
the first thing i3
and presented a very3
out of the way3
the heap of coconuts2
but two years ago2
were half a dozen2
and all that day2
put in an appearance2
where we were at2
the boat as she2
with sticks of tobacco2
then juan and liro2
and said he would2
of the south sea2
was a very handsome2
the hand of death2
face of the man2
to the inner beach2
and pallou and taloi2
and he called out2
the pity he is2
part of her stern2
under the shelter of2
we were to sail2
the baskets of food2
came to a dead2
a small stock of2
mouth and ran down2
the women and children2
had come to the2
in the gambier group2
pushing off from the2
sides of the boat2
in another ten minutes2
but at the same2
of the surf as2
to the south and2
first of all i2
back in three days2
and i heard the2
of the two houses2
the captain and crew2
the schooner to the2
they can tell us2
the trader was a2
the rest of the2
it was easy to2
wind or no wind2
i wish you would2
were at least safe2
for the first time2
of three or four2
the farther end of2
and the child were2
in the old gods2
coast of the great2
in the german navy2
close to the reef2
a couple of days2
the rays of the2
of the fray bentos2
as if they were2
in the big room2
and i am a2
and yorke and myself2
in the islands of2
in the hands of2
scar across his forehead2
a just man to2
some two or three2
a place as this2
fell to the ground2
oil and a bag2
looked at me and2
believe in the old2
never turned up again2
there was a great2
a man who was2
three sticks of tobacco2
a man in the2
another island of the2
one hundred and ten2
it is possible that2
the south and west2
me along the beach2
he came to live2
the same is the2
and went to the2
to the white man2
go off in the2
strands of the pandanus2
years have passed since2
then i heard a2
and in an instant2
of the second day2
lower a boat and2
the schooner into the2
from his loins upwards2
attack by the natives2
of his island home2
over the rail and2
and told them to2
on the weather side2
point of new hanover2
now and then to2
we could see the2
had come and gone2
of the wall of2
a stiff glass of2
that he was deeply2
i did was to2
chronic state of silly2
of the gilbert islands2
coast of new ireland2
three or four times2
did not want to2
people of the island2
one of the two2
he was a man2
the methodical mr burr2
to get at the2
for the love of2
away down to the2
whom he called his2
of hair that fell2
but because of the2
boat over the side2
of a tun of2
after the manner of2
back to the boat2
and listening to the2
of oil and a2
the largest of the2
swell of the mid2
for a man who2
force of the wind2
on the outer reef2
the morning of the2
the skipper of the2
mainland of new britain2
the violence of the2
at this time of2
outlines of an island2
on one of the2
captain of the corvette2
he and the other2
and over again in2
made up my mind2
then the white man2
and a number of2
bore him a son2
end of new ireland2
and his wife and2
was his first voyage2
i did not want2
pallou and his wife2
said taku the sailor2
south coast of new2
that in those days2
had said to him2
took service with him2
in a sort of2
a good view of2
the perspiration was streaming2
the houses of the2
ring in her voice2
wanted to marry her2
bright blue eyes looked2
and see if we2
this because of the2
but before we had2
and i saw the2
she threw back the2
and she bore him2
said the captain of2
a mile from the2
cape of new britain2
killed the man who2
houses of the principal2
into the cabin and2
and a stiff glass2
set down some words2
he placed his hand2
reef by the violence2
coast of south america2
trader was a man2
set to work to2
friend of my sons2
when he came to2
contemptuous ring in her2
north and south pacific2
a case of gin2
to get under way2
and the captain and2
not only a good2
as quickly as possible2
could see that the2
by the violence of2
under the shade of2
a minute or so2
the captain and myself2
the shadow of the2
in the western pacific2
inflection in his voice2
thought at first that2
lying on the skylight2
give him and his2
seems to have been2
and offered it to2
the revenge of macy2
an englishman in the2
in the middle of2
came in sight of2
i went to the2
tun of oil and2
take care of herself2
want to get any2
in close to the2
i was able to2
white blood in me2
turned his face away2
three years with the2
good view of the2
their heads had been2
service with him as2
two years ago he2
and the thought of2
tell you the whole2
in a couple of2
farther end of the2
the south cape of2
and the white man2
a few minutes more2
on his own account2
one foot on the2
on board the brig2
had succeeded in extracting2
went back to the2
had been with us2
the water had given2
upper part of her2
among the broken lava2
and then he told2
years had come and2
only sound that broke2
that he and his2
their guns and swords2
on the other side2
methodical mr burr of2
edge of the reef2
as soon as the2
good enough for a2
he bade us farewell2
it would be a2
a voice like the2
i do not think2
the rest of our2
this part of the2
half an hour she2
out his hands to2
of the principal village2
surface of the water2
trading voyage to the2
it so be that2
means a lot of2
was all but thrown2
island of the group2
told us that he2
of the tia kau2
of half a dozen2
in the caroline islands2
or three sticks of2
i said to yorke2
with one foot on2
be such a fool2
at the white man2
top of the heap2
as good to look2
down to the inner2
to the beach and2
saw or heard of2
the reef by the2
a month or two2
far to the eastward2
ask her of farani2
anchored in the lagoon2
i heard a shot2
the chief of the2
to the marshall islands2
and shook hands with2
as a matter of2
as he looked at2
baskets of food and2
from the day that2
from our sleeping place2
west coast of south2
told the story of2
he knew of a2
on board the cutter2
knew we should have2
and a few biscuits2
in the face of2
in and about the2
of about thirty or2
the only sound that2
came and sat beside2
rest of the people2
bearing down upon them2
pity he is single2
that it would be2
the character of the2
with an unmoved face2
a basket of bread2
of the great island2
a heap on the2
to lower a boat2
in front of me2
he put his hand2
in the labour trade2
were drifting about the2
up from the boat2
eyes filled with a2
coast of new britain2
living in such a2
just in time to2
and a half ago2
his face away from2
he looked at the2
two or three sticks2
were hidden from view2
the house where she2
sight of the brigantine2
the child were missing2
told me that the2
and a bag of2
the shade of the2
thrown over on her2
and pointed to a2
we set to work2
a clump of bread2
of the heap of2
be parched with thirst2
through the solomon group2
small stock of trade2
a trading voyage to2
he was going to2
of no account now2
the edge of the2
first thing i did2
of a mile from2
loins upwards to his2
we were at least2
and left them to2
placed his hand on2
a bag of chilian2
the surf as the2
and came to the2
with our young men2
the new britain shore2
any one of them2
the north end of2
his loins upwards to2
as smooth as glass2
a curious feeling of2
in the first canoe2
that i am a2
yorke turned to me2
died in the boat2
have to live here2
through the open door2
the day that he2
an hour or two2
was in charge of2
house where she lay2
the coast of new2
as a trader on2
a matter of fact2
of the reef to2
my two countrymen were2
part of the western2
torn up by the2
us that he came2
a lot of wind2
i was talking about2
in the tongue of2
end of the island2
i was the only2
filled with a tender2
he called his wife2
a trader on his2
and have a look2
as i did not2
the surface of the2
that there were no2
sailed the schooner into2
other side of the2
to me with a2
in charge of the2
the builders of the2
trader on his own2
and called to the2
was covered with a2
the south sea islands2
she bore him a2
the memory of that2
at least safe from2
i made up my2
was easy to see2
thing i did was2
and the mainland of2
to the boat and2
groweth from his loins2
i was in the2
when i came to2
the mainland of new2
had not told us2
go off to the2
to the other side2
it was for me2
cloth from off the2
when he remembered the2
and showed his white2
that broke the silence2
as soon as we2
at his feet and2
an ample supply of2
life among the people2
schooner into the lagoon2
he stretched out his2
there was no one2
with a tender light2
a mile in width2
he called out in2
in company with you2
within fifty miles of2
blue eyes looked into2
off to the ship2
stuck in his throat2
of the day that2
with him as supercargo2
it would be as2
his bright blue eyes2
in a low voice2
on each side of2
the fray bentos and2
the wind had died2
broached to and filled2
wall of the papaku2
and i saw that2
out of sight of2
such a fool as2
view of the sea2
in a heap on2
there seemed to be2
line of palms that2
o friend of my2
upwards to his throat2
as i have said2
did you ever hear2
the two white men2
for a quarter of2
a tun of oil2
the mat on which2
with the blue eyes2
the mother of temeteri2
tail of the fai2
one hand on his2
over on her beam2
the people of vahitahi2
the lee side of2
the german naval authorities2
the mouth of the2
side of his face2
the land of the2
up my mind to2
the first canoe was2
and in half an2
bag of chilian dollars2
the north and south2
to the edge of2
at the foot of2
wind had died away2
with set teeth and2
such a place as2
the upper part of2
little flat thing and2
through the open skylight2
to work for him2
else on board the2
the star of the2
to a dead stop2
to go to sea2
would be as well2
the remainder of the2
to a clump of2
the white man that2
with taku the sailor2
sat down on the2
of the outside world2
i swear to you2
our native crew who2
the people of rapa2
and then opened fire2
islands of the north2
he looked at me2
and i was the2
had given him a2
as he meant to2
a vast number of2
but in less than2
and i felt a2
i can see it2
of the eastern pacific2
and offered me a2
as he rose and2
the moment captain guest2
south cape of new2
she and the child2
i braced myself up2
each side of the2
well for us to2
a low murmur of2
customs of the papalagi2
came down to the2
i know the place2