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’ Footsteps sounded just outside, and Captain Roding walked in. “Mary! What’s going on! Why are you crying?!” He commanded an answer in a worried and slightly irritated tone. The wheel and the navigating instruments were sternward, under a spread of heavy canvas, a protection against rain and sun. And always they were well satisfied. But come, sir. Decidedly this was imbecile. Soho! boys. Eggs were procured for her, and she sat out the subsequent emotions and eloquence with the dignity becoming an injured lady of good family.
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