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ÒDick Burton, youÕre a daddy! PollyÕs been and got a baby for you, old boy!Ó exclaimed several voices, as the said Dick mounted the side of the old ÒBoreas,Ó on the books of which ship he was rated as a quarter-master, he having just then returned from a pleasant little cutting-out expedition, where he had obtained, besides honour and glory, a gash on the cheek, a bullet through the shoulder, and a prong from a pike in the side. ÒMe a what?Ó he inquired, bending his head forward with a look of incredulity, and mechanically hitching up his trousers. ÒMe a daddy? On course itÕs a boy? Polly wouldnÕt go for to get a girl, a poor little helpless girl, out in these outlandish parts.Ó ...