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"So there's an end o' Tressady and Mings and their fellows, comrade! " said Resolution, staring away into distant haze where showed the topsails of the _Vengeance_ already hull down. "And God's will be done, says I, though here be we as must go solitary awhile and Joanna sick to death, comrade."
"Resolution," said I, staring up at his grim figure, "she schemed to lure Tressady to his death?"