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The regular enquiry was made from the frigate's quarterdeck by an officer, and the regular information was supplied by Captain Weaver. Thus speaking he picked up his hat from the floor, bowed to Captain Acton and to Miss Acton, and left the room without noticing the Admiral. "An' so he got away!" sighed Maurice..
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