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 * Drake caulking ballast ports |||do.15. do.
 * Bissant brasswork |||2.17. 11
 * Ross ballast |||53.13. 4
 * Edy butcher |||18.15. 8
 * Moon optician |||.18. 6
 * Doyle sailmaker |||11. 1. 1
 * Pilotage to the Downs |||10.10.
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 * Moon optician |||.18. 6
 * Doyle sailmaker |||11. 1. 1
 * Pilotage to the Downs |||10.10.
 * forwd £298.18.  1
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He thought painfully. "I don't believe this is important," he concluded, then crumpled the paper up and rammed it home fiercely, enraged at the loss of time, and with the words, "Hurry, hurry!" coming in a savage whisper from somewhere.

He ran blindly out into the hot sun, bare-headed, gun in hand. For an instant habit told him to lock the door. But the abomination was done, the sanctuary violated. With a frantic, hopeless gesture he turned again, and ran down through the fields into the upcountry road. The heat had burned away all traces of the rain, so that the silent yellow dust rose softly in his trail. Over the hill he ran, down through the valley of firs, past the granite boulder, from behind which a solitary lean rabbit hopped across his way and into the dark woods. Sweating, breathless, Mar-