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"What you talkin' 'bout, Bill? What thing? Who's it been clawin'? Hurry up, tell me." Just then the door was opened, and the footman announced "Admiral Sir William Lawrence." "To the point! Out with it and bear a hand!" exclaimed Mr Lawrence with a stern, contemptuous glance at the huddle of faces forward, and then slightly turning his head to see in the tail of his eye what Mr Pledge was doing..
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