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They were deep in a game of billiards the next morning, after the eleven o'clock breakfast, when Viaburi entered and announced,-
"Big fella schooner close up."
Even as he spoke, they heard the rumble of chain through hawse-pipe, and from the veranda saw a big black-painted schooner, swinging to her just-caught anchor.
"It's a Yankee," Joan