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He lolled in the rear of the boat, tiller tucked under his left arm, the toes to the sails lashed close to his right hand. They’re as bad as the English. ” Gravely he looked at the beautiful clipper, the epitome of his family’s tradition, and with an awkward movement of his left hand, erased it from the harbor. There was much talk about a spur that would tie into a ferry to Baltimore, the men from that city insistin

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