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"But the cabin is motionless, madam," said Mr Lawrence. "It is the tumbling of the sea that makes you ill. Here we are as restful as a painting." "Not to my husband, sir, who naturally thought the matter all right, and said he would be on board at half-past seven." So stop liltin', through tears, wid a visage so long—.
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