The Victory of Thomas Muggridge

At the end of two hours Thomas Muggridge put away knife and stone and held out his hand. But nothing happened. It was a distinct victory I had gained, and I refused to forego any of it by shaking his detestable hand. All right, he said, pridelessly, tiketh early, but I'll like your none the last for it. And to save his face he turned fiercely upon the onlookers. Get out of my galley door as you bloom and swabs. This command was reinforced by a steaming kettle of water, and at sight of it the sailors scrambled out of the way. The cockney became more humble and slav

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