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" Captain Doane murmured and ceased.
"It'd a-ben good night," Daughtry concluded for him.

"She's a-knocked our stern clean off of us, sir." Again wheeling, this time at no more than two hundred yards, the whale charged back, not completing her semi-circle sufficiently, so that she bore down upon the schooner's bow from starboard.

Her back hit the stem and seemed just barely to scrape the martingale, yet the _Mary Turner_ sat down till the sea washed level with her stern-rail.