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Chapter 8

           WhenIreachedthepier,thereweresomanymasts,andsomuchconfusion,thatIfeltquitehumble-bumbledinmyfaculties.‘Now,’saidItomyself,‘Peterkin,you’reinafix.ThenIfanciedIsawagiltfigureheadandthreemastsbelongingtoashipjustabouttostart;soIdartedonboard,butspeedilyjumpedonshoreagainwhenIfoundthattwoofthemastsbelongedtoanothervesselandthefigureheadtoathird!AtlastIcaughtsightofwhatImadesurewasitafinelargevesseljustcastingoffhermoorings.Thetaffrailwasgreen.Threemastsyes,thatmustbeitandthegiltfigureheadofHercules.Tobesure,ithadathree-prongedpitchforkinitshandinsteadofaclub;butthatmightbemyuncle’smistake,orperhapsHerculessometimesvariedhisweapons.‘Castoff!’roaredavoicefromthequarter-deck.‘Holdon!’criedI,rushingfranticallythroughthecrowd.‘Holdon!holdon!’repeatedsomeofthebystanders,whilethemenattheropesdelayedforaminute.Thisthrewthecaptainintoafrightfulrage;forsomeofhisfriendshadcomedowntoseehimoff,andhavinghisorderscontradictedsoflatlywastoomuchforhim.However,thedelaywassufficient.Itookaraceandagoodleap;theropeswerecastoff;thesteam-tuggaveapuff,andwestarted.Suddenlythecaptainwalksuptome:‘Wheredidyoucomefrom,youscamp,andwhatdoyouwanthere?’

           "‘Please,sir,’saidI,touchingmycap,‘I’myournew‘prenticecomeaboard.

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