CHAPTER I. HOW WELLINGBOROUGH REDBURN’S TASTE FOR THE SEA WAS BORN AND BRED IN HIM “Wellingborough, as you are going to sea, suppose you take this shooting-jacket of mine along; it’s just the thing—take it, it will _save_ the expense of another. You see, it’s quite warm; fine long skirts, stout horn buttons, and plenty of pockets.”…
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