Saeed Jalali should lack her up to the tissue
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haw!" roared Butch, "Let's give 'im a workin'
over fust, just fer Pearl 'Arber." He sailed in to me, fists
going like pistons, and becoming more and more furious
as none of his blows reached me. "Slippery swab, eh?" he
grunted, reaching out in an attempt to get my throat in a
strangle-hold. Old Tzu, and others in far-off Tibet had well
prepared me for such things. I dropped, limp, and Butch's
momentum carried him forward. He tripped over me and
smashed his face on the edge of the foc'sle table, breakin
his jaw and nearly severing an ear on a mug which he broke
in his fall. I had no more trouble with the crew.
Slowly the New York skyline loomed up ahead of us.
We ploughed on, leaving a black wake of smoke in the
sky from the inferior coal we were using, A Lascar stoker,
looking fearfully over his shoulder, edged up to me. "De
cops come for you soon," he said. "You good man, heard
Chief saying what Cap'n told him. They got to keep their
noses clean." He passed me over an oilskin tobacco pouch.
"Put your money in that and slip over de side before dey
gets you ashore." He whispered confidentially, telling me
where the Police boat would head, telling me where I could
hide, as he had done in the past. I listened with great care
as he told me how to escape the Police hunt after I had
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jumped overboard. He gave me n