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The
captain
,
too
,
was
taking
his
observations
,
but
rather
of
the
man
's
clothes
than
his
person
.
And
to
be
sure
,
as
soon
as
he
had
taken
off
the
great-coat
,
he
showed
forth
mighty
fine
for
the
round-house
of
a
merchant
brig
:
having
a
hat
with
feathers
,
a
red
waistcoat
,
breeches
of
black
plush
,
and
a
blue
coat
with
silver
buttons
and
handsome
silver
lace
;
costly
clothes
,
though
somewhat
spoiled
with
the
fog
and
being
slept
in
.
"
I
'm
vexed
,
sir
,
about
the
boat
,
"
says
the
captain
.
"
There
are
some
pretty
men
gone
to
the
bottom
,
"
said
the
stranger
,
"
that
I
would
rather
see
on
the
dry
land
again
than
half
a
score
of
boats
.
"
"
Friends
of
yours
?
"
said
Hoseason
.
"
You
have
none
such
friends
in
your
country
,
"
was
the
reply
.
"
They
would
have
died
for
me
like
dogs
.
"
"
Well
,
sir
,
"
said
the
captain
,
still
watching
him
,
"
there
are
more
men
in
the
world
than
boats
to
put
them
in
.
"
"
And
that
's
true
,
too
,
"
cried
the
other
,
"
and
ye
seem
to
be
a
gentleman
of
great
penetration
.
"
"
I
have
been
in
France
,
sir
,
"
says
the
captain
,
so
that
it
was
plain
he
meant
more
by
the
words
than
showed
upon
the
face
of
them
.
"
Well
,
sir
,
"
says
the
other
,
"
and
so
has
many
a
pretty
man
,
for
the
matter
of
that
.
"
"
No
doubt
,
sir
,
"
says
the
captain
,
"
and
fine
coats
.
"
