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Jim Webb, "crew" of the yacht _Firefly_, came walking briskly over the fields from Frattenbury the next morning. In the clear autumn air he heard the Cathedral chimes strike the half-hour, and compared the time with his watch. Half-past seven. His skipper breakfasted at half-past eight, so there was plenty of time for him to prepare the meal with the help of the little oil-stove in his cuddy.
It was only a few minutes later when he reached Marsh Quay. Mrs. Yates, who was standing at the open door of the "Mariner's Arms," greeted him with a "Good morning," which he returned.