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 1 I |     Pearl was making for the harbour, a tiny thing among those
 2 II|   high-street leading to the harbour.~“Where shall I go?” he
 3 II|    the depth of water in the harbour is signalled, and he struck
 4 II|   marked the entrance to the harbour; and far away on the other
 5 IV|    on the still water of the harbour. The breath of wind that
 6 IV|    her usual moorings in the harbour the whole town was buried
 7 IV|  night. As he approached the harbour he heard, out at sea, a
 8 IV|      the fog, which make the harbour accessible at night, and
 9 V |      lands. They reached the harbour of Trouville in less than
10 IX| Saint-Nazaire, came into the harbour of Havre to sail on the
11 IX|   and took them to the outer harbour, where Papagris had the
12 IX|      coming out of the inner harbour.”~“Cheerily, lads!” cried
13 IX|   working round in the outer harbour. She is standing still—now
14 IX|      majestically out of the harbour. And the good people of
15 IX|      her swift exit from the harbour, in the brilliant, calm