Sir John gave his order, deliberately stumbling now and then over a word, and anglicizing others. I've an idea it'll be that long before the chap gets up. It was a port of call, since fortnightly a British mail-boat dropped her mudhook in the bay. Moored to the steps, several wherries were dancing in the rushing current, as if impatient of restraint.
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