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your head as look. A man gets like it fishing, 

 thunder-puffy like. . . . 



'Just you stroll over an' take a look inside 

 Bill's boat what he's scraping. 'Tis like a new 

 pin, oldish boat too, wi' everything in its place 

 better'n a ship's cabin. The Bare-kneed Mate's 

 tool-chest, I reckon 'tis. He is a carpenter by 

 trade. 



'Funny thing, too, he turned religious after 

 that. I've a-see'd men, afore, turn religious when 

 they was in trouble, but not over coming out o' 

 trouble. Must ha' been the strain an' the anxiety, 

 an' then me finding o'en a job.' 



