[ she drops her purse on the other side of the bar and begins unbuttoning the heavy jacket she still wears in all this spring weather. after all, spring nights were hardly warm. ]
He's not a fellow, Barbossa. He's a monkey. An animal. I doubt my forgiveness means anything to him.
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He's not a fellow, Barbossa. He's a monkey. An animal. I doubt my forgiveness means anything to him.