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Coffee and juice appeared, borne by a tall, thin sailor with a long face, long dark hair pulled back into a queue, and heavy gold earrings. Thank you, Bollwerk,” said Jack, as the sailor poured the coffee into a pair of heavy, chipped mugs, each featuring the fouled-anchor insignia of the Admiralty.
They sat companionably for a bit, drinking their coffee in long sips, Jack refilling their mugs when they were low. Eventually the pot was empty, Stephen was at last looking healthy again, and having first asked if Stephen would like some orange juice (“thank you, sir”), Jack asked if Stephen would like to be shown the Roth?
“Certainly,” said Stephen, putting down his glass and standing up.
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