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he fancifully called the camouflage stuff, for the
climbing sun kept getting warmer, and induced
somnolence, especially after such an eventful
night as the one he and Jack had just passed.

Later in the morning he sat up, took another
cautious look around at the clear sky, and then
proceeded to enjoy a good, old-fashioned smoke,
for Perk was a lover of his under-slung pipe
_a la Dawes_.

Noon found him thus, picturing his chum arriving
at Tampa and interviewing the Government
official who could give him what assistance
he required so as to turn over the captured sloop
and the contraband it carried, both above and
below decks.

At one time Perk out of curiosity--as well as
a desire to be in a condition to state the amount
of spoils he and Jack had "corraled" in their
swoop upon the fighting smugglers and hijackers--took
a pad of paper and a pencil and
proceeded to go over the entire vessel, securing
a rough invoice of the numerous piled-up cases
bearing that foreign, burnt brand.

Then a temptation gripped him, and, as he
ocr>   took another "eyefull" sweep of the azure arch
fix>   took another "eyeful" sweep of the azure arch
overhead, to again find the coast clear, he tortured
himself with the vision of a pot of boiling
coffee to go with his otherwise dry midday snack
of lunch.

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