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 Later that night, stealth boats with Horatio's fort-taking party |
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 With catlike tread |
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 while once more Buckland writes, |
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 Sawyer kibutzes, |
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 As day breaks a native arrives at the Renown and says get out and they won't kill any more Brits, just the Spanish |
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 and Buckland says that they're Brits and they don't get out for no on no way, and precipitates an impromptu battle |
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 Back with the stealth attackers, I spy ... |
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 A kiss |
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 Just then, the stupid misunderstanding gets violent and shots are fired |
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