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Nares, who had just ripped open a
fresh mat, drew forth and slung at his feet, among the
rice, a papered tin box.
"How's that?" he shouted.
A cry broke from all hands. The next moment,
forgetting their own disappointment in that contagious
sentiment of success, they gave three cheers that
scared the sea-birds; and the next they had crowded
round the captain, and were jostling together and
groping with emulous hands in the new-opened mat. Box
after box rewarded them, six in all; wrapped, as I have
said, in a paper envelope, and the paper printed on in
Chinese characters.
Nares turned to me and shook my hand. "I began to
think we should never see this day," said he. "I
congratulate you, Mr. Dodd, on having pulled it
through."
The captain's tones affected me profoundly; and when
Johnson and the men pressed round me in turn with
congratulations, the tears came in my eyes.
"These are five-tael boxes, more than two pounds," said
Nares, weighing one in his hand. "Say two hundred and
fifty dollars to the mat. Lay into it, boys! We'll
make Mr.


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