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Late in the morning her husband woke her…
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Roy McMillan
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04:09 |
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One afternoon when his day's work was over…
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Roy McMillan
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06:05 |
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Now, the money that Kaewe had taken…
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Roy McMillan
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05:19 |
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The voyage was a good voyage…
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Roy McMillan
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08:19 |
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Now, when Keawe was in the street…
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Roy McMillan
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08:57 |
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It befell that the Earl's daughter came forth…
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Roy McMillan
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06:13 |
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It was by this time growing somewhat late…
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Roy McMillan
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07:28 |
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Towards evening they passed Diamond Head…
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Roy McMillan
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05:09 |
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It was given out in the country…
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Roy McMillan
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05:52 |
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There came a day…
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Roy McMillan
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05:44 |
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We three turned to our places…
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Roy McMillan
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06:34 |
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There was an instant's hesitation…
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Roy McMillan
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05:55 |
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She was a deft woman with her hands…
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Roy McMillan
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06:30 |
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The Body Snatcher
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Roy McMillan
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05:53 |
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So time went by…
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Roy McMillan
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06:46 |
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The young man of Beritania street…
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Roy McMillan
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04:35 |
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Now there was an old brutal Haole drinking…
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Roy McMillan
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04:45 |
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At length an occasion arose…
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Roy McMillan
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05:36 |
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The Poor Thing
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Roy McMillan
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08:24 |
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And he opened a lock-fast place…
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Roy McMillan
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06:08 |
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Now the truth of it was…
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Roy McMillan
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06:03 |
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One November morning…
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Roy McMillan
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05:57 |
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The Bottle Imp
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Roy McMillan
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04:05 |
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It was but two steps from the small parlour…
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Roy McMillan
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05:52 |