Ralph Granger's Fortunes by William Perry Brown
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page 83 of 218 (38%)
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As he inspected the boy from under his half closed lashes, his eyes shone curiously. "Now, Ralph," continued he with lazy cordiality, as if he had known the youth for weeks instead of minutes, "what do you know about a sailor's life?" "I don't know anything, except--except,"--Ralph hesitated. "Well?" suggested the captain inquiringly, and with an enchanting smile. "I've read a book or two about sea life and ships, and all that. Outside of that I ain't posted." "I see. Did you bring any kit along?" "What's that, sir?" "Outfit, clothes, baggage, you know." "I've got a bundle of clothes down at the car shed." "Ah--yes." The captain reflected a moment. "My boatswain is to be here at eleven sharp. I guess you had better go aboard with him." "Go where, sir?" |
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