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The sun had just risen above the horizon and through the haze could be seen a low lying shore which gleamed yellow in the distance. On the quarter-deck of the _Esmeralda_ stood a group of men, and each held a pair of marine glasses to his eyes.
"Yes -- that is Banana," Captain Armstrong announced decisively.