"She can't last much longer. Lay into it, my buckos!" | Frontispiece | | Facing Page | Some one was kneeling on his chest, with a choking grip on his neck | 50 | It was easy work to get alongside and pass them a line | 110 | David gazed down at the white deck of the Sea Witch | 194 |
A CADET OF THE BLACK STAR LINE
A CADET OF THE BLACK STAR LINE
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