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It was neither the time nor the place to question this astounding announcement, so I drew myself back to the deck of the brig as best I could, and the next moment Bill Howard landed beside me.
"What is it you say, Bill? " I now demanded. "The Captain cut me loose? Then how come you here? Tell me all about it," for though I knew Captain Weston was angry with me, I could hardly believe he would vent his spite in an act which imperiled my life.