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He looked like the shadow of himself—thin, feeble, hollow-eyed—his beard unshorn—nothing could be more miserable. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. The sea was no longer rolling brass; it was bluer than anything he had ever seen. " "There, now! You mustn't get mixed.
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