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The Wrecker

Chapter XIV. The Cabin of the "Flying Scud."

Word Count: 4928    |    Released on: 19/11/2017

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The Wrecker
The Wrecker
“It was about three o’clock of a winter’s afternoon in Tai-o-hae, the French capital and port of entry of the Marquesas Islands. The trades blew strong and squally; the surf roared loud on the shingle beach; and the fifty-ton schooner of war, that carries the flag and influence of France about the islands of the cannibal group, rolled at her moorings under Prison Hill.”