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--I mean the Chinaman. Lemonade is a thing unknown, and none of us was bold enough to tackle that vile brew--Russian beer. Of course, like all salt water fish, after being on shore for a short time we wanted
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but there seemed no possibility of our wants being understood, as, seemingly, nobody could speak English. Now, when the British seaman particularly wants anything to drink, and can't get it, he generally uses language which (all things considered) is rather more forcible than polite--that is to say, we would not care for ladies to hear it. It was so here. Vladivostock was this, that, and the other, garnished with sundry and manifold adjectives; in fact it was anything but a town. I dare say, had our sailors the least inkling that all this while they were listened to and understood, they would have reserved some of their more choice figures of speech. It was so, however; for suddenly somebody asked, in splendid English,
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Do you require anything, gentlemen?