Skilled Assistance - Ship's Company, Part 9. by W. W. Jacobs
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my eyes on 'er, I just stepped back a bit, ready for 'er. So long as I
kept my eye fixed on 'ers she couldn't do anything. I knew that. Unfortunately I stepped back just a inch too far, and next moment I went over back'ards in twelve foot of water. "Arter all, p'r'aps it was the best thing that could have 'appened to me; it stopped her talking. It ain't the fust time I've 'ad a wet jacket; but as for the skipper, and pore Uncle Dick--wot married her--they've been in hot water ever since." |
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