1. Pins for the bones.
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2. There's nothing
to believe.
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3. Threads for the muscles.
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4. When you die, you rot.
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5. Paint for the skin.
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6. It's just stories,
snake oil,
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7. but worse,
because snakes are real.
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8. Give me my fucking coin,
dead wife.
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9. Was it love?
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10. I suppose it is now.
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11. I'm gonna reach up
under those ribs
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12. and I'm gonna pluck that coin
out of you like a berry.
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13. Take us to Kentucky.
I'll tell you where to find your jinn.
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14. I'll tell you where to find
a whole murder of gods,
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15. demi and otherwise,
every goddamn one of 'em.
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16. Irish Red Ale.
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17. Brewed it just like
the Franciscan monks
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18. in Kilkenny in 1231.
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19. The well water was poison.
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20. This beer saved lives.
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21. It's past 6:00.
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22. I still have the cheek to do
and the lips.
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23. Well, he doesn't show
till the afternoon.
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24. We need the table.
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25. We got two more
coming in the morning.
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26. A woman
and a much younger woman.
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27. No call yet.
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28. They pass within the hour.
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29. Lover's quarrel?
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30. Overdose.
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31. We get so few lover's quarrels
these days.
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32. You want help?
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33. Uh-uh. You have a story to tell.
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34. Do I?
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35. I can see it in your fingers.
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36. It is fine fiction
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37. that America
was founded by pilgrims
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38. seeking freedom
to believe as they wished,
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39. that they came to the Americas,
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40. spread and bred
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41. and filled the empty land.
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42. In truth,
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43. the American colonies were
as much a dumping ground
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44. as an escape,
a forgetting place.
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45. Lover's quarrel. Shall I?
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46. I've got it. Go on.
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47. Ibis and Jacquel. Mm-hm.
Two females?
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48. In the days when
you could be hanged in London
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49. for the theft of 12 pennies,
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50. the Americas became
a symbol of clemency.
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51. Transportation, it was called.
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52. For five years, for 10 years,
for life,
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53. you were sold to a captain
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54. and would ride his ship
crowded tight as a slaver's.
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55. Off the ship, you were sold
as an indentured servant
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56. to the one who would take
the cost of your skin out
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57. in your labour.
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58. But at least
you were not waiting to hang
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59. in an English prison.
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60. And when your years of indenture
were complete,
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61. you were free to make the best
of your new world.
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62. Of THE New World.
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63. Essie Macgowan?
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64. I am reminded of the life
of Essie Macgowan.
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65. As a young girl,
she was not a hard worker,
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66. forever slipping off and away
to listen to stories and tales,
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67. tales of the trouping faeries
and the shape-shifting púcas,
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68. of banshees wailing in the night,
foretelling a death,
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69. and best of all,
tales of the leprechauns.
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70. You waiting for your pa's ship
to come in, hmm?
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71. Oh, well,
he'll get back soon enough.
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72. Maybe a merrow in seal-skin's
got caught in his nets
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73. and he's convinced her
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74. to give up her plunder
from the shipwrecks.
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75. Ah, plenty of hidden fortune
to be had above the waves.
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76. See that hill?
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77. A fairy mound.
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78. A door to the world
of the Aos Sí.
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79. And if you're lucky,
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80. you might catch a glimpse
of the little folk
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81. as they pass through
at twilight.
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82. They're merry folk
and full of music.
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83. Oh, except for the leprechauns.
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84. Oh, the leprechauns!
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85. They are so busy
guarding their gold
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86. that they have no time
for anything else at all.
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87. Why do we leave them a gift?
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88. Because we want their blessings,
so we better.
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89. And when she was
no longer a young girl,
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90. curved and billowed like
the swell of the green sea,
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91. it was she who kept alive
the old practice
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92. and she who told the tales.
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93. We leave a meal
for the faerie folk
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94. if we want their blessings.
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95. We don't skimp, neither.
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96. The cream from the milk,
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97. the softest crumb
you've got at hand.
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98. For it's favour
on one side of the coin
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99. and wrath on the other.
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100. Ballybogs, no doubt,
they can be reasoned with.
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101. Leprechauns, oh, they're
a different story altogether.
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102. Help you with your troubles
one day,
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103. then bite your eyes out
the next.
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104. It's true.
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105. One night, the kind that chills you
to your inner bones,
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106. I was walking to the lighthouse
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107. to bring me father
some pigeon stew and bread.
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108. And that's when I heard it.
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109. Boom!
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110. Boom! Like a hammer.
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111. "Who goes there?" I ask.
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112. No answer.
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113. I think about turning back,
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114. then my curiosity
gets the better of me.
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115. So I go towards it.
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116. Only the closer I get,
the farther away it goes.
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117. Finally, I turned around and
I'd wandered so far into the moors
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118. that I can't find me way back.
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119. Three hours, I wandered in the dark,
and not a thing familiar,
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120. but then I remembered
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121. what me gran told me
about the leprechaun.
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122. So, I swallow my hunger
and I take my bread,
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123. and I put it down on
a mossy stone
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124. and I lay down to sleep
beside it.
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125. And then you'll never
believe it.
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126. When I woke up,
the bread was gone.
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127. And there was the lighthouse,
the one I'd been looking for.
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128. It was only a spit away.
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129. So you see,
the faerie folk may be small,
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130. but don't let that fool ya.
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131. They can make real trouble
unminded.
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132. Intelligence has never
been uncommon among women.
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133. And beauty is had by all of 17.
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134. But Essie possessed
a rare token of ambition.
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135. She had paid close attention
to the tales.
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136. She knew
what the moment wanted.
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137. It was all the money
she had in the world.
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138. There were many silks
and lace she coveted,
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139. and she'd never once been full
of white bread or sillabub.
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140. But she knew one does not ask
favours of a leprechaun
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141. without a kindness of gold.
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142. It was first time
for neither,
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143. a fact neither felt worthy
of mention,
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144. for this sensation
was new to both.
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145. Gonna forget me, aren't you?
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146. You go off to Oxford,
gonna meet some society lady.
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147. Gonna forget all about me.
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148. It had been a gift
from his grandfather
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149. to his grandmother
when they had courted,
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150. and Bartholomew placed it
in her hand
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151. with a promise to marry her
upon his return at Christmas.
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152. But, as Essie warned,
the Fair Folk are a fickle lot.
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153. Me pa told the merrow
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154. that he wouldn't give her back
her seal-skins
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155. until she took him to the land
under the waves,
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156. shows him
where she stows the treasure.
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157. It was easier
for the mistress of the house
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158. to believe Essie
capable of being a thief
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159. than seducing
her son's affections.
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160. "Did you give this to her freely?"
his mother asked.
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161. The answer required
was implicit in the question.
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162. "You must hang for this, girl,"
said the judge.
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163. Perhaps noticing her age
or her eyes, he paused.
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164. "However, as charity
breeds charity,
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165. "I offer an alternative."
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166. Essie was sentenced to
seven years transportation.
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167. She was transported
on a ship called the 'Neptune'
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168. under the command
of one Captain Clark...
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169. .. headed for the Carolinas
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170. where she would serve
her sentence.
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171. Though hunger gripped her belly
with both hands,
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172. she never neglected
to leave a small crumb
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173. for the leprechauns.
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174. As luck would have it,
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175. Essie conceived an alliance
with the captain
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176. and prevailed upon him
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177. to return her with him to London
where no man knew her.
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178. The journey back,
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179. when the human cargo had been
exchanged for tobacco,
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180. was a happy time
for the sea-faring lovers,
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181. who were
as butterflies courting,
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182. in constant contest as to
who could be the most grateful,
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183. each insistent their life
had been saved by the other.
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184. Upon their return to London,
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185. the captain opened his home
to his new bride.
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186. Eight weeks later,
the 'Neptune',
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187. its human cargo replenished,
readied to set sail again.
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188. The captain swore to carve
the most from the wind
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189. and return to Essie's hands
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190. faster than any man
has ever crossed an ocean.
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191. Her world branded
Essie Macgowan a thief.
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192. So a thief...
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193. .. she became.
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194. Tatanka Ska,
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195. a white buffalo believed sacred
by the Lakota,
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196. was born here on the ranch
of Derek Arnold Jr
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197. on June 10th, 2008.
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198. Thousands came in pilgrimage
to see it.
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199. "Sadly, both Derek
and the calf were killed
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200. "by a lightning strike
a year to the day after its birth."
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201. What you get for putting a god
in a petting zoo. Why'd we stop?
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202. I need to pray.
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203. You just prayed! How many times
a day is this gonna be?
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204. Tell me
you don't do the full load.
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205. I do.
I pray five times a day.
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206. God is great.
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207. I'm having a piss.
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208. You can join if you like.
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209. I can show you.
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210. I'm just watching.
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211. So do you love God
or are you in love with God?
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212. Hmm. I hadn't thought of it
that way.
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213. Yes, I suppose it's so.
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214. I do love my God.
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215. Fuck off!
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216. I will eat you.
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217. I'm on my way to Wisconsin,
per the arrangement,
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218. which I have kept my end of.
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219. He doesn't like it?
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220. You tell that one-eyed gowl...
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221. You tell...
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222. Fuck you.
That's what you tell him.
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223. Talking to the birds?
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224. Christ. Can a man get a moment
alone with his prick?
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225. - I think we should let Salim go.
- No, we should fucking not.
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226. We can make our own way
from here.
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227. From here is from nowhere.
I got business after your business.
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228. Pack up the rug! Back in the car.
We got ground to cover.
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229. We're near enough.
We don't need him anymore.
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230. I'm only taking this detour
for you.
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231. You and that coin in your belly
are the only reasons
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232. I'm not driving straight
to House on the Rock.
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233. Christ!
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234. Think a girl on the way
to her own resurrection
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235. might be keen on getting there
as soon as possible.
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236. Wh... No, no, no!
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237. House on the Rock,
Wisconsin.
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238. That's where they're going.
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239. That's where
they're all gonna be.
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240. - Why would you do that?
- I'm releasing him.
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241. You are released
from your bargain.
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242. Fuck off. Go find your man.
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243. Your God, your Jinn.
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244. You... are
an unpleasant creature.
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245. Hello? Can I, uh, help you
with something, ma'am?
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246. Yes, I've always wanted to steal a car.
So I'm gonna steal yours.
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247. Uh, well, it's not mine,
it's my boss's.
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248. OK, well, then,
I'm stealing his.
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249. I don't know how much is here,
but you take that.
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250. You tell your boss you were robbed,
which you have been.
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251. My boss is never gonna
believe me if I look like this.
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252. No, you look fine.
You look great.
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253. No, he means without having
a bit of a tussle.
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254. - He wants me to punch him.
- Whoa, you could kill me.
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255. - Can she do it?
- Trust me.
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256. You don't want this one
hitting you.
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257. Malice draped in pretty
can get away with murder.
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258. Essie Macgowan had no incline
to murder,
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259. but she had long since stopped
thinking theft as sin.
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260. Over the following years,
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261. Essie became
an accomplished shoplifter,
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262. her wide skirts capable of concealing
a multitude of sins.
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263. Though the work was not honest,
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264. she lived by her own labours
and owed thanks to no man.
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265. She saved her thanks
for the creatures
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266. she had been told of as a child
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267. whose influence,
she was certain,
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268. extended as far as London.
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269. Unfortunately, the more abundant
the blessings,
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270. the more we forget to pray.
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271. "You are charged with
returning from transportation
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272. "and you are charged
with theft."
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273. Essie was taken
to Newgate Prison
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274. where it was only
a matter of time
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275. until she would face
the gallows.
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276. Don't eat
what's in the bowl,
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277. unless you like
shitting yourself dry.
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278. Stick to the bread.
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279. Pretty girl like you
don't belong here.
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280. How do you know
what I look like?
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281. I can hear a voice hadn't had
its fill of screaming.
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282. Well, I most definitely
do not belong here.
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283. I was just at the pub
for a cup of ale.
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284. Good lad.
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285. I was even gonna pay for it
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286. when some flange
cuts in front of me
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287. like fucking
King fucking George.
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288. So I give him a good chock,
just a warning.
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289. And he topples head first
into a broken bottle.
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290. Lost the eye, they tell me.
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291. Plenty of flanges do well
with just one.
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292. And what of you, miss?
You take an eye?
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293. - Lace.
- Not too dear.
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294. Reason to hope
on transportation, then.
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295. I'm past that hope.
I had my opportunity.
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296. Doesn't seem right,
just giving you the one.
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297. Well, the world
don't operate on right.
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298. That it doesn't.
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299. To hell with them
and their gallows.
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300. Give them a good, long piss
as you dangle.
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301. Make a mess for them
to mop after.
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302. So long as you don't go easy.
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303. So, you sailed
the boat prior, then?
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304. Made it far as Carolina.
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305. Musha! The Americas!
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306. How was it?
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307. I don't know,
I didn't stay long enough
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308. to see much
before heading back to London.
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309. I didn't give it a chance.
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310. Shame.
I hear there's chances there.
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311. You could try a bribe.
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312. Warden would free his own heart
from his chest
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313. for a bit of gold.
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314. Just ran out.
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315. Would I could give you
some of mine.
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316. You've got gold?
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317. Had. Quite a bit.
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318. Held it in keeping.
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319. Drank my share
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320. but delivered the balance on time
where it was meant.
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321. To who?
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322. The King.
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323. We're in prison, love.
All we have to do is tell tales.
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324. You've told your share, I wager.
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325. I met an Indian woman there.
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326. In the Americas.
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327. She had an apple cart.
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328. Sold pound cakes in the morning.
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329. Skin like a brick.
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330. I asked her name
and she said, "Susan."
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331. A woman like her called "Susan"?
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332. I said, "What name
were you born to?"
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333. And she just said,
"I'm Susan now."
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334. In the Americas, anyone can be
anything they insist upon.
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335. New name, new life.
That's a place a body could be happy.
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336. What the fuck is happy?
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337. Fucked if I know.
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338. I think I knew
when I was a little girl.
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339. Sitting on the shingle
waiting for me father's boat
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340. to return from sea.
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341. Now I'd be content
to be content.
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342. A home, a tree.
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343. Someone kind enough to be by me.
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344. Not too kind.
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345. I've been living on my boots
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346. and out of my pockets
long since I can remember.
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347. You could get lucky.
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348. Do alright there.
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349. The fuck would I do
in the Americas?
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350. Deliver gold to their king.
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351. They don't have a king.
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352. Not yet.
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353. Everyone needs a king.
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354. Is it this cold
in here every night?
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355. The condemned never know
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356. when the hangman
has coiled his noose.
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357. I, uh...
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358. I brought this food myself,
from the kitchen.
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359. Fresh bread, fresh fruit.
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360. Meat pie.
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361. Such a shame, to let you go to waste
at the gallows. Hmm.
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362. The Warden of Newgate then
made three factual statements.
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363. That it would be
a good 12 weeks
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364. before her case would be heard,
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365. that she was, to his mind,
a very pretty thing,
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366. and that there was a way
that she might, luck smiling,
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367. escape the gallows yet.
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368. Ah!
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369. Oh!
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370. When her turn came,
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371. Essie shocked no-one
by pleading her belly.
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372. The town matrons
who assessed such claims,
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373. which were usually spurious,
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374. were surprised
when they were forced to agree
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375. Essie was indeed with child.
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376. Her sentence of death
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377. was once more commuted
to transportation,
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378. this time for life.
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379. In her days ever after,
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380. she would have nightmares
of her time in that hold.
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381. The 'Sea-Maiden' landed
at Norfolk in Virginia,
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382. and Essie's indenture was bought
by a tobacco farmer
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383. named John Richardson,
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384. for his wife had died of fever
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385. a week after giving birth
to his daughter,
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386. and he had need of a wet nurse
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387. and a maid of all work
upon his small holding.
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388. And along with her milk,
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389. the children, as they grew,
drank Essie's tales.
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390. Quit it, you fucking baby.
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391. We're not all hanger steaks.
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392. Have at it.
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393. Seeing as how my stomach
is sewn shut and not connected
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I think I will pass.
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395. You'll be eating again
soon enough.
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396. If your resurrection guy
can do it.
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397. Can and will, for a favour.
If not for gold.
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398. How much gold do you have?
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399. - How much is in a hoard?
- What the fuck is a hoard?
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400. Why do you have one?
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401. I was a king, once.
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402. OK.
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403. I was. Then they made me a bird.
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404. Then Mother Church came along
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405. and turned us all into saints,
and trolls and faeries.
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406. General Mills did the rest.
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407. So what's the appeal?
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408. What's Wednesday selling
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409. at this god-fest
that you've got to get a ticket?
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410. War.
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411. I went to war once.
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412. Or was meant to.
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413. Long time back.
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414. On the eve of battle,
I looked into the fire...
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415. .. and I saw my death,
sure as Sunday.
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416. I saw.
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417. I knew I would die that day
if I stayed.
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418. I put on my boots...
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419. .. and dropped my sword,
and I flew.
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420. I owe a battle.
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421. You're following Wednesday
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422. so that you can fight in his war
and die?
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423. And for that,
you run his errands?
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424. I've done worse than that.
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425. Dying worked for me.
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426. Everyone should try it
at least once.
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427. Seems like you've walked the earth
a couple hundred years
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so you're due.
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429. The night of Samhain,
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into our world,
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like that,
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for one of their own.
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433. - The horsie's coming!
- Yes, your daddy's home.
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434. But we have to pay
special mind of who?
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435. The lep...
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436. .. prechaun.
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437. Leprechaun! That's right.
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438. So we just leave a small ration
from our harvest.
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439. 'Cause if they so choose,
they can lead you off the path
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440. you've trod
a thousand times before.
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441. She told them
all these things
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442. and they believed
because she believed.
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443. Sorry. I just finished up, sir.
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444. Well, goodnight,
Master Richardson.
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446. Master Richardson.
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that you took me for...
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448. Essie told him
how shocked and hurt she was,
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to prostitute herself
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450. for a man whom
she had so much respect for.
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451. An indentured servant
could not marry,
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452. so how could he think
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453. to torment an ill-starred
transportee girl,
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455. A poor transportee girl
who's got feelings for you.
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going down on one knee
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an end to her indenture.
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460. Until he had taken
her hand in marriage,
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Master Richardson.
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462. But when he did, she did,
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she called him John.
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464. They called their son
the same.
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to learn their letters,
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that each of them
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in one pocket,
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469. to make sure they came safely home
once more.
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470. They always did.
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471. John Richardson
loved her kindly.
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472. They had been married a decade
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473. when Essie swore she heard
a banshee keen in the night.
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474. A week later,
the fever carried him off.
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475. There were good days
and there were bad
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but there were many.
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478. under the eye
of the Widow Richardson,
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480. when not Mum,
or, in time, Gran.
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482. Of course, you must never
fall asleep by a stream.
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483. No, for the alp-luachra
might crawl into your mouth
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485. For that joint-eater will take
the good out of your supper
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486. so no matter how much you eat,
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487. after, you'll never be
full up, never.
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488. Never!
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489. Never. Never.
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490. Oh, oh.
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491. Mother, that's enough.
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492. There seemed no room for
the spirits of old in Virginia,
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493. so Essie no longer
told her tales.
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494. She kept them in her heart,
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495. where they warmed her
like her father's stew
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496. on a chill night in Bantry Bay
a lifetime ago.
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499. Fuck.
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500. Tell him.
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501. Tell him it's done.
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an cac-sa dam?
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503. Nach lór rofhulangas?
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504. Is lór chena, níam olc!
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505. Níam!
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506. Fuck!
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507. Oh, f...
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508. Fuck!
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509. Don't look.
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510. Ugh!
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511. Come on.
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512. Move it!
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517. That I am.
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519. Oh.
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in this new world,
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for an honest fellow.
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523. Or a loaf of bread
come harvest time.
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527. Although it was you
that brought me here,
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with no time for magic,
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and such folk.
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531. Why, you have done me
many a good turn.
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532. Good and ill.
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we blows both ways.
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534. Aye.
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535. Oh!
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Essie Macgowan?
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when they found her,
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had fled her body
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were peeled.
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