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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Pursuit of the House-Boat — Chapter III

If I could have seen a quarter-inch more of it, I should have been able definitely to locate the hotel itself. The wrappers unroll to a degree that varies perceptibly as between the different hotels. The Metropole cigar can be smoked a quarter through before its wrapper gives way; the Grand wrapper goes as soon as you light the cigar; whereas the Savoy, fronting on the Thames, is surrounded by a moister atmosphere than the others, and, as a consequence, the wrapper will hold really until most people are willing to throw the whole thing away.
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Portrait of John Kendrick Bangs John Kendrick Bangs Pursuit of the House-Boat — Chapter III

I say this in defence of my seamanship, which was top-notch for my day."
"Couldn't sail six weeks without fouling a mountain-peak!" sneered Wren, perceiving a chance to get even.
"The hole's there, just the same," said Charon. "Maybe she was a centreboard, and that's where you kept the board."
"The hole is there because it was worn there by one of the elephants," retorted Noah. "You get a beast like the elephant shuffling one of his fore-feet up and down, up and down, a plank for twenty-four hours a day for forty days in one of your boats, and see where your boat would be."
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