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Billy nodded. "An' is the schooner still anchored off here?" he asked. "I might take a fish-boat an' row out to her, if she is." "Me—Thomas Hanlin," was the answer, and a sailor made two or three steps and stood close to Old Jim. CHAPTER IX MR GREYQUILL'S VISIT.
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