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The regular enquiry was made from the frigate's quarterdeck by an officer, and the regular information was supplied by Captain Weaver. "I think I told you, Sir William," said Captain Acton, after a short interval passed in reflection, "that the Minorca is in want of a captain." To this Mr. Johnston made no audible reply. He simply nodded, waiting with suspended fork, for his narrator to resume..
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