The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. "Your master wants a few table-spoons, child," said Mrs. Come and see him, Lucia.
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