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—
Did
it
hurt
much
doing
it
?
one
asked
the
sailor
.
That
worthy
,
however
,
was
busily
engaged
in
collecting
round
the
.
Someway
in
his
.
Squeezing
or
.
—
See
here
,
he
said
,
showing
Antonio
.
There
he
is
cursing
the
mate
.
And
there
he
is
now
,
he
added
,
the
same
fellow
,
pulling
the
skin
with
his
fingers
,
some
special
knack
evidently
,
and
he
laughing
at
a
yarn
.
And
in
point
of
fact
the
young
man
named
Antonio
’
s
livid
face
did
actually
look
like
forced
smiling
and
the
curious
effect
excited
the
unreserved
admiration
of
everybody
including
Skin
-
the
-
Goat
,
who
this
time
stretched
over
.
—
Ay
,
ay
,
sighed
the
sailor
,
looking
down
on
his
manly
chest
.
He
’
s
gone
too
.
Ate
by
sharks
after
.
Ay
,
ay
.
He
let
go
of
the
skin
so
that
the
profile
resumed
the
normal
expression
of
before
.
—
Neat
bit
of
work
,
one
longshoreman
said
.
—
And
what
’
s
the
number
for
?
loafer
number
two
queried
.
—
Eaten
alive
?
a
third
asked
the
sailor
.
—
Ay
,
ay
,
sighed
again
the
latter
personage
,
more
cheerily
this
time
with
some
sort
of
a
half
smile
for
a
brief
duration
only
in
the
direction
of
the
questioner
about
the
number
.
Ate
.
A
Greek
he
was
.
