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"T-T-Tack!" exclaimed Spook, "she c-can't s-sail into the wind with that s-spinnaker!" "What's the good?" growled Spike, "she can sail all round this boat, just with her mainsail and jib." Now the yacht bore down on us with a rush, cutting through the water and sending spray flying on either side of the bow. The dory was forgotten as we watched this new enemy.
He gazed at her again, as though he scarcely knew her. "These chaps have been awfully good to me," he said thickly. "We must must s-say good-bye. They s-sail for New Zealand this safternoon." "That's good. Then say good-bye now, and come away. We've a lot to do." He stared moodily. "Look here, where's my baggage? Did you g-get it th-through the Customs for me?"
It was p- pretty f-f-foggy when we got to the wharf, and we s-saw it wouldn't be s-safe for F-Father and M-M-Mother and B-Betty and Alice and the b-b-baby to go sailing, anyhow. But there wasn't any b-boat at W-Woodwells, she was over at M-M-Mulliken's Wharf. So w-we s-skun around, and g-got aboard, hoisted the s-sail, and s-started down the river.
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