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"He's afeerd they'll make his hogs sick most like," sneered Sward. "Wherever room can be found a sick-bay is most important," answered the Admiral. "Well," said Mr Eagle, "I'm for leaving these 'ere coils on the pin until the time comes for chucking the fakes down and lettin' go, by which I mean I'm for waitin' until the Capt'n calls the 'ands aft and reads to 'em the sealed orders he told me about. It'll be time enough to speak up when we know what Captain Acton's instructions to him are.".
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