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Stanhope sank back on his box, his relaxed nerves throbbing and his lips forming the words: "Thank God!" The Admiral made his son welcome with unusual warmth. Scarcely had the ball of satin-white smoke, belched from the cannon's mouth, been shredded by the wind and carried low over the heads of the breaking seas in rags and lengths like pieces of a torn silk veil, when the helm of the barque was put down, stun-sail halliards were let go, all in such a hurry that the sails fouled the booms and yard-arms, and painted a scene of confusion aloft, that might have stood as a perfect picture of panic[Pg 432] at sea; the yards on the main were laboriously hauled around and the main topsail backed and the barque was at rest, rolling and tumbling very uncomfortably with a great deal of flying and flapping aloft, one man at the wheel, two men standing close beside him in a posture of waiting, and the fore-part of the bulwarks from the gangway to the fore-rigging lined with the heads of the crew..
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The breeze is so light that hardly a trembling of the leafless branches breaks the deadly silence that reigns all round:I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
She glances at her watch. It is now a quarter past three; so there is no time to be lost. She must hasten.
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Therefore after a few days of miserable[Pg 157] anxiety, during which he was remarkable for sobriety and for conspicuous regard to his personal apparel, Mr Lawrence allowed the subject of the letter to slip from his mind, satisfied that it had been reduced to pulp by the wet that had fallen on the morning he lost it, or that it had been blown by some sportive stroke of breeze into a corner, or a place where it was as much lost as if it had dropped from his pocket into the ocean. "Jacobs," he said, crisply, "I'll give you twenty-four hours in which to lose yourself. You can't stay here." "Maybe I do, but I ain't tellin' all I know," said Billy. "What's the good? Nobody 'ud believe me." "I'm afraid Joe'll sell, if he gets a good offer," reflected Wilson..
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