So perfect was the illusion, that he could almost fancy he heard the solemn voice of the ordinary warning him that his race was nearly run, and imploring him to prepare for eternity. The sun-canvas was stowed; and Spurlock's chair was set forward the foremast, where the bulging jib cast a sliding blue shadow over him. Any alternate format must include the full Project Gutenberg-tm License as specified in paragraph 1. The lad had just barely jangled it, when hurrying footsteps could be heard inside.
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