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"East, five-eighths south, sir!"

"What's the next we loohtship, entrance of Vineyard Sound, sir"

"Good work! I'ain! What can

I tell any uneasy gentleman who is afraid he'll ?"

"Tell him we'll be on ti closed the pilot-house door behind himself and chuckled when he

eased his way down the slippery ladder

Mr Fogg sauntered through the brilliantly lighted saloon, hands in his

pockets, giving forth an impression of a eneral er of the Vose line, and he

attracted no special attention But if any one had been sufficiently

interested in Mr Fogg to note him closely it would have been observed

that his rand

stairway and stared about hied When he pulled out his

handkerchief his hand trembled

He descended the stairs to thehis eyes over the faces of the athered

there All at once he lifted his chin with a little jerk and cliar and followed at a respectful

distance He pursued Mr Fogg through the saloon and down a corridor and

went into a staterooetting cold chills!" exploded Mr Fogg, as soon