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That evening the three men of us had dinner alone, with racks on the table, while the _Elsinore_ rolled in the calm that had sent Miss West to her room.
"You won't see her for a couple of days," Captain West told me. "Her mother was the same way-a born sailor, but always sick at the outset of a voyage."