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Mr. Johnston frowned darkly. "Walter Watland—what?" he repeated. "Well, what kind of a feller is he, anyway? Come, answer up." "No, tell me here.".
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The bright, mild wind came gushing steadily over the bulwark rail; the decks were slightly sloped, and their seams ran black, as defined as the ebony lines ruled by standing rigging in moonshine, and the planks between shone like ivory. On high the heeling structure was a vast surface of canvas, with three square yards at the fore for the fore topsail and topgallant sail, and over the swan-like stem of this American clipper—for a clipper she was—the immensely long bowsprit and jibboom spread the foot of huge triangular wings which gave the hull a grand and noble look forward, as though she was about to spring from the water in the brilliant flash of foam which darted from the wet and metalled fore-foot, to form one of the squadron of cream-coloured clouds royal in their progress with trailing robes of glory. "Humph! an' be kept close in the house fer a week er so, an' have to take physic an' stuff. No good, Bill!" "No, my lord," shouted the Admiral, "I am very sorry to say we have not." "Yep. They're in a can in my pocket. Did Croaker come back?" he inquired, as the two made their way down the path..
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