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"You know the best place
to land."
"I never like to steer another man's boat," replied
Havens.
"Call it my partner's, and cry quits," returned Loudon,
getting nonchalantly down the side.
Havens followed and took the yoke lines without further
protest.
"I am sure I don't know how you make this pay," he
said. "To begin with, she is too big for the trade, to
my taste; and then you carry so much style."
"I don't know that she does pay," returned Loudon.
"I never pretend to be a business man. My partner
appears happy; and the money is all his, as I told you;
I only bring the want of business habits."
"You rather like the berth, I suppose?" suggested
Havens.
"Yes," said Loudon; "it seems odd, but I rather do."
While they were yet on board, the sun had dipped; the
sunset gun (a rifle) had cracked from the war-schooner,
and the colours had been handed down. Dusk was
deepening as they came ashore; and the CERCLE
INTERNATIONAL (as the club is officially and
significantly named) began to shine, from under its low
verandahs, with the light of many lamps.


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