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- When he grew tired from the hot sun, he waved the Sword at the clear sky overhead and willed some clouds to roll in. When he grew hungry, he waved the Sword at the sea and bushels of crabs sprang out of the water and onto the ship's upper decks. By waving it again, they were prepared exactly as Jack liked them--steamed and buttered.
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- The Sword of Cortes, Chapter 4
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