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Captain Sam entered the windmill shop about two o'clock one windy afternoon in the first week of March. He was wearing a heavy fur overcoat and a motoring cap. He pulled off the coat, threw it over a pile of boards and sat down.
"Whew! " he exclaimed. "It's blowing hard enough to start the bark on a log."