Mrs. Wilson caught her breath, but whatever objections her mind raised against the last named remained unuttered. All she said was. "This is your party, Willium. Anybody else, now?",
"Pray, what is your ship, sir?" asked Captain Acton.,
Captain Acton, the surgeon, and Mr Fellowes went into the cabin, leaving the Admiral and his son to themselves..
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