They played, not beautifully but deep, ignoring their often discordant strings and striking right into the heart of the music they knew best, the true notes acting as their milestones. On the poop above their heads, where the weary helmsmen tended the new steering-oar and Babbington stood at the con, the men listened intently; it was the first sound of human life that they had heard, apart from the brief Christmas merriment, for a time they could scarcely measure. Patrick OBrian
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  2. I sew his ears on from time to time, sure.

  3. I should send my bees ashore for you, upon my sacred honour.

  4. Well, I will wear the bees, like Damon and Pythagoras — ho, a mere sixty thousand bees in the cabin don't signify, much.

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