"That's right!" said the Boy, with a curt nod, showing all the
gaps in his teeth in a terrible pirate smile. "If you want to know my
name," he snarled, "just call me One-eyed Corambo!"
"Got your cutlass?" the Tramp enquired. "Your
skull-and-crossbones? Your black silk mask? Well, I shouldn't hang about here
any longer! Landlubbers aren't worth robbing! Set your course away from the
North. Make for Tierra del Fuego."
"Been there," the Boy said loftily.
"Well, any other place you like — no pirate lingers long on land.
Have you been —" the Tramp lowered his voice, "have you been toDead
Man's Drop?"
The
Boy smiled and shook his head.
From "Mary Poppins in the Park" by P.L. Travers.
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