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Mr Lawrence looked at the clock which was affixed to the house at the end of the wharf in which Captain Acton had his offices, and was about to leave the ship to make his way to "The Swan," when a man who had been standing a few moments on the quay side at the foot of the gangway boards, stepped across and saluted him. "Well, that's my place," answered Stanhope. "How am I navigating, Billy?" CHAPTER II A SHOWER OF FISH.
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