"Shpeak up, vill you?" cried Abraham, rapping his knuckles against the hatch. "What does he say?" roared the long drover. “Excuse me?” Mike threw Michelle a strange look, bursting into a grin. Eh? Banging against the old rollers—that'll put some life into us both. Perhaps she was. There was no one else in the doorway.
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