“No, we won’t!” came a dozen voices.,
“Easy, mates. Kids, belay there, till we launch her!” This to the gaping youngsters always in the way.,
“Let me go, please!” he pleaded. “There’s a little girl, our refugee, over there, fainted, I think, perhaps—dead.”.
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