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"The old skipper was walking in the garden, glass in hand. I knew I should find him up, though it was soon after sunrise. No fear of _his_ being in bed and the sun up. 'Hallo! Carryall,' he said, 'I was just thinking about you; thought I could make out the _Florentia_ yesterday. What sort of a voyage have you had, and what luck among the right whales?'
"Pretty fair. Rather longer out than I expected, but didn't do badly after all; had some trading among the islands; cocoa-nut oil has gone up, and the copra I got will pay handsomely.'