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"HALF-EBB," he continued, musingly to himself. "She won't float / much before six or seven. It'll be broad daylight by then. I wonder / where we are? Can't see any sign of land. It's lucky there's no sea / on. She won't hurt; that's one blessing. Wonder what that fellow's / doing in the cabin? I'll see."
Carefully Craddock approached the still open skylight. Looking down / through the smoke-laden atmosphere of the cabin he saw that the / captive was calmly lying at full length on the starboard settee and / was seemingly deep in the pages of Peter's favourite paper.