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For there was nae boat that could have broucht a man, and the key o’ the prison yett hung ower my faither’s heid at hame in the press bed.

A shabby press bed, a chair, and table were all its furniture; it was rather a closet than a dressing-room, and had no door except that through which we had entered.

He looked at the several pictures of ships battling with terrible storms, and at the pensive porcupine in its dusty glass case, and then at the array of firearms and harpoons above the door of the press bed.

For there was nae boat that could have broucht a man, and the key o' the prison yett hung ower my faither's held at hame in the press bed.

After that you ran the upper roller out over the two forms of type on the press bed.