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"
Ho
,
mates
!
"
he
cried
.
"
What
's
here
?
This
sign
was
not
posted
an
hour
ago
or
I
'll
eat
the
cook
.
"
The
others
gathered
about
,
craning
their
necks
over
the
shoulders
of
those
before
them
,
but
as
few
of
them
could
read
at
all
,
and
then
only
after
the
most
laborious
fashion
,
one
finally
turned
to
the
little
old
man
of
the
top
hat
and
frock
coat
.
"
Hi
,
perfesser
,
"
he
called
,
"
step
for
'
rd
and
read
the
bloomin
'
notis
.
"
Thus
addressed
,
the
old
man
came
slowly
to
where
the
sailors
stood
,
followed
by
the
other
members
of
his
party
.
Adjusting
his
spectacles
he
looked
for
a
moment
at
the
placard
and
then
,
turning
away
,
strolled
off
muttering
to
himself
:
"
Most
remarkable
--
most
remarkable
!
"
"
Hi
,
old
fossil
,
"
cried
the
man
who
had
first
called
on
him
for
assistance
,
"
did
je
think
we
wanted
of
you
to
read
the
bloomin
'
notis
to
yourself
?
Come
back
here
and
read
it
out
loud
,
you
old
barnacle
.
"
The
old
man
stopped
and
,
turning
back
,
said
:
"
Oh
,
yes
,
my
dear
sir
,
a
thousand
pardons
.
It
was
quite
thoughtless
of
me
,
yes
--
very
thoughtless
.
Most
remarkable
--
most
remarkable
!
"
Again
he
faced
the
notice
and
read
it
through
,
and
doubtless
would
have
turned
off
again
to
ruminate
upon
it
had
not
the
sailor
grasped
him
roughly
by
the
collar
and
howled
into
his
ear
.
"
Read
it
out
loud
,
you
blithering
old
idiot
.
"
"
Ah
,
yes
indeed
,
yes
indeed
,
"
replied
the
professor
softly
,
and
adjusting
his
spectacles
once
more
he
read
aloud
:
