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 "I am an ass," he repeated. "Never guessed it, never asked Her—"

From the bridge-rail above, the Captain—a purple, sarcastic cherub in the pea-green halo of a sun-helmet—was forgetting the presence of ladies.

"Can't you see?" he roared. "You've fouled the bloomin' stanchion? Be-george, you're as nimble as that bird they call the elephant!"