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While the second half ate, the first half took in all canvas and

reefed it with the exception of the mainsail. This was unbent

entirely and stowed away. In its place was bent on a riding sail,

for until their salt was all wet there would be very little

occasion for any sort of sailing, their only progress being as

they ambled leisurely from berth to berth.

"Dories overside!" sung out Code. "Starboard first."

A rope made fast to a mainstay and furnished with a hook at its

end was slipped into a loop of rope at one end of the dory. A

similar device caught a similar loop at the other end.

One strong pull and the dory rose out of the nest of four others

that lay just aft of the mainmast. A hand swung her outboard and

she was lowered away until she danced on the water.

Jimmie Thomas leaped into her, received a tub of briny squid, a

dinner-horn, and a beaker of water, besides his rectangular reels

with their heavy cord, leads, and two hooks.