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Stevenson, Robert Louis

"The Wrecker"

Yes, I know you, Mr. Dodd. By
sight, I may say I know you extremely well, you and
your followers, the fellows in the kilts, eh? Pardon
me. But I have the misfortune to own a little box on
the Saucelito shore. I'll be glad to see you there any
Sunday--without the fellows in kilts, you know; and I
can give you a bottle of wine, and show you the best
collection of Arctic voyages in the States. Morgan is
my name--Judge Morgan--a Welshman and a forty-niner."
"O, if you're a pioneer," cried I, "come to me and I'll
provide you with an axe."
"You'll want your axes for yourself, I fancy," he
returned, with one of his quick looks. "Unless you
have private knowledge, there will be a good deal of
rather violent wrecking to do before you find that--
opium, do you call it?"
"Well, it's either opium, or we are stark staring mad,"
I replied. "But I assure you we have no private
information. We went in (as I suppose you did
yourself) on observation."
"An observer, sir?" inquired the judge.
"I may say it is my trade--or, rather, was," said I.


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