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Nelson's reference to Mr Lawrence's brilliant action was going to prove an overwhelming memory to the Admiral. Anson nodded. "I'll be here," he promised. "How sits the wind?" enquired Captain Acton, who being used to his daughter's occasional absence took no particular interest in her failure that morning to attend the breakfast table..
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