It struck me that possibly they were writing their 'wills.'

Well! that was a funny ending to my first day ashore, if you like,

though so long as Gerald got clear away I didn't mind, and so long as

Bob and his chum had fetched up at the Club I knew that things would

turn out all right.

It was jolly hot in that hole of a place, and as the afternoon went on

the sun shone straight in through the gratings of the door and it was

like an oven.

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