Dorling Henry Taprell. Pincher Martin, O.D.: A Story of the Inner Life of the Royal Navy
CHAPTER I. HIS FIRST SHIP
CHAPTER II. THE DAILY ROUND
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CHAPTER III. WORK AND PLAY
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CHAPTER IV. THE STRENUOUS LIFE
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CHAPTER V. THE OFFICERS
CHAPTER VI 'THE 'ORRIBLE DEN.'
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CHAPTER VII. AN AFFAIR OF THE HEART
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CHAPTER VIII. A FAIR SKY
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CHAPTER IX. THE CLOUD
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CHAPTER X. WAR
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CHAPTER XI. BLACK FRIDAY
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CHAPTER XII. H.M.S. 'MARINER.'
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CHAPTER XIII. FRITZ THE FRIGHTFUL
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CHAPTER XIV. THE NORTH SEA
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CHAPTER XV. COMINGS AND GOINGS
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CHAPTER XVI. MINOR INCIDENTS
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CHAPTER XVII. THE DAY
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CHAPTER XVIII. CONCLUSION
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'There ye are, Martin. That's 'er.'
The leading seaman in charge of the party paused, and waved a hand toward a squat gray battleship lying on the other side of one of the basins in Portsmouth Dockyard.
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''Ere, that won't do,' observed the ship's corporal, shaking his head with a pained expression on his face. 'Slew 'er round till the letters on your tally are 'orizontal. The first lootenant'll 'ave a fit if 'e sees it shoved in any'ow like that.'
Martin did as he was told, and when at last he had stowed his bag to the corporal's satisfaction, was taken to another flat somewhere in the bowels of the ship, where he was shown where to put his hammock.