"Hullo, mate," said the grotesque figure of a man. "Whatter ye doing down there?"
The little boy tried to run, but a rough hand grabbed him and hauled him up.
"A stow away. Well, I can't have that hap'n now can I? You'll eat me goods. Nope" the man said shaking his head. "There's only one thing ta do with lads like you...walk the plank."
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