The Mirror of the Sea
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Part 12 Initiation XXXV

"Ships!" exclaimed an elderly seaman in clean shore togs. "Ships" - and his keen glance, turning away from my face, ran along the vista of magnificent figure-heads that in the late seventies used to overhang in a serried rank the muddy pavement by the side of the New South Dock - "ships are all right; it's the men in 'em. . ."

Fifty hulls, a

            
            

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