Sir Humphrey Pengallan:
What had they to live for? Poor scum! You were right to put them out of their misery. Look at this exquisite stuff! Worth the miserable lives of a 100 rum rotten sailors, perfection of its own kind. That's all that matters, Merlyn: whatever is perfect in its own kind, something you don't understand, and never will, because you're neither a philosopher nor a gentleman! But you made quite sure: no survivors?
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