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The crew were busy with letting go halliards and brailing in and clewing up, and the Aurora floated forward, slowly swaying her mast-heads with languor and dignity as the heave of the sea took her and rocked her. The ships rose until every hull was visible. "I have bled for my country, your honour," said the man. CHAPTER XVI THE CAPTURE.
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