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THE PIRATE CITY.
him to entertain much gratitude to Sidi Omar as he limped back to his quarters at the Marina.
Arrived there, he observed that the sick old man still lay where he had left him. Running towards him with a sudden impulse, he drew forth his flask, knelt down, raised the old man's head and gave him a long hearty draught, after which he took another to himself.
"Derre!" he said, rising and shaking his fist defiantly in the direction in which Sidi Omar dwelt, "I's revenged on you—brute! bah! boo-o!"
After this relief to his feelings Blindi Bobi went home to attend to his poor feet.
