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At the sound of his voice the horse lifted his head and gazed at the boy in seeming surprise. A wisp of grass dangled from his mouth; his ears pricked forward. Perhaps something in the boy's voice recalled a voice he had known far back along his checkered life, when he was a colt and a bare-legged youngster fed him sugar and rode astride his back. "Yep, if he can get his price for the timber." "Yes, sir, he is on board the Victory. She is the one that is ahead of and to windward of the ship that has stun-sails set.".
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