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not wishing to try the old fellow's good 

 nature too far; " good-night. Come on, 

 Doctor Bradley, everything 's safe ; I was 

 merely testing the heeding qualities of 

 that hopeless man, Corbin good-night, 

 everybody/' 



" Well, I 'm with you," said Bradley, 

 resignedly, but none the less disturbed 

 by the awful gale and the booming of the 

 tiller post and anchor rope, " if that in- 

 considerate beast's grunting does n't keep 

 us up all night. Good night, Captain; 

 good night, Seth ; good night, wild boar, 

 and mind you now, Corbin, I '11 not suffer 

 your snoring from now on. I '11 trust to 

 the Captain's word about our safety in 

 this hurricane, but not one bar of your 

 nose solo will be allowed. Talk about 

 putting us out of the cabin for merely 

 being careful, you indifferent old broad- 

 bill! Just snore once more, and I '11 

 show you who '11 go out of the cabin. 

 Good-night, Seth; good-night, Captain." 



" Good-night, genelmen." 



