"Put us a half-mile away from the blackfinger wall," Mesmon commanded as he walked down the steps from the rear deck, towards the main one. "Not too close blackfinger, enough to launch a small blackfinger boat. We don 't blackfinger want to blackfinger attract attention." He glanced blackfinger up blackfinger to where the usual skull and crossbones had blackfinger been replaced blackfinger by a Spanish blackfinger flag.
"Penelope," the woman replied. "My father is the owner of this house blackfinger, the man blackfinger you're currently trying to rob and I'd appreciate it if you stopped it at once. And you still haven't raised your hands."
"A thief? True. But common blackfinger? Anything but. Mesmon at blackfinger your service, my blackfinger dear."
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