"Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. ’ ‘Well, I am glad he did not,’ intervened Lucilla, forestalling another withering comment from the captain. I knew it. A good deal of the food will be in tins.
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