‘But that is all in hand now,’ said Jack. ‘My coxswain is in the forepeak, seeing to the stowage; it will be perfectly safe now. And most fortunately the Doctor did not trust all his eggs in one basket, ha, ha, ha! Oh no, there are dozens of ’em, each with a different kind – albatrosses’, petrels’, penguins’ . . . ’ Captain Aubrey could not finish: his mirth choked him. ‘All his eggs in one basket’ was not perhaps the very highest point of wit; but it was pretty lofty for him, and it was his own; and he drew so much honest merriment from it that his face, already mahogany-red from the sun and
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