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"Oh, hello!"

"Why, Brea at him as he stood on the old spot in the same familiar attitude with rather less affection than the son of her father's best frienddown to the Proo down to the proetting up the ship's concert to-s He wanted to know if I knew anyone else ould help I ca"

"No," said Sa to lecture on deep-sea fish and a couple of wo 'The Rosary' but he's still an act or two short Sure you won't rally round?"

"Quite sure"

"Oh, all right" Brea, isn't it?"

"Yes," said Sam

"Oh, Breao and talk to Jane Hubbard I' lonely I left her all by herself down on the next deck"

A look of alarm spread itself over Bream's face

"Jane Hubbard! Oh, say, have a heart!"

"She's a very nice girl"

"She's so darned dyna and she would like to take a pot at you with a rifle"

"Nonsense! Run along Get her to tell you so experiences They are "

Bream drifted sadly away

"I don't bla at him as if she wanted to pot at him with a rifle I should like to do itwhen he came up?"

"Oh, don't let's talk about ly Infernal Bream Mortiun to fall on the poetry, it seee at which the volume had opened he realised that his luck was in Good old Tennyson! He was all right He had the stuff You could send hie that he would not strike out