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Tony Marvin, the keeper of Keyport Light, was in his little room next the fog-horn when Sanford and the skipper, wet and glistening as two seals, knocked at the outer door of his quarters.
"Well, I want to know! " broke out Tony in his bluff, hearty way, as he opened the door. "Come in, -- come in! Nice weather for ducks, ain't it? Sunthin' 's up, or you fellers wouldn't be out to-day," leading the way to his room. "Anybody drownded? " he asked facetiously, stopping for a moment on the threshold.