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working hours, and a quiet student of professional papers in his scanty leisure.
'An' they come into the ward-room,' says Twenty-One, 'and you know they've been having a young hell of a time down below, but they never growl at us or get stuffy or anything. No end good men, I swear they are.'
'Thank you, Twenty-One,' I said. 'I'll let that stand for the whole Navy if you don't mind'
