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omes up on the other side].
- Oh, Lord God-for my children's sake,
- have mercy! Let me reach the land!
- [Seizes hold of the keel.]
PEER
- Let go!
THE COOK
- Let go!
PEER
- I'll strike!
THE COOK
- So'll I!
PEER
- I'll crush you down with kicks and blows!
- Let go your hold! She won't float two!
THE COOK
- I know it! Yield!
PEER
- Yield you!
THE COOK
- Oh yes!
[They fight; one of the COOKS hands is disabled; he clings on with the other.] PEER
- Off with that hand!
THE COOK
- Oh, kind sir-spare!
- Think of my little ones at home!
