Quotation from: Tales of the Fish Patrol

Written by: Jack London


"What d'ye mean, you yellow-faced heathen, lying here in a fairway
without a horn a-going?" Charley cried hotly.


"Mean?" Neil calmly answered. "Just take a look--that's what he
means."


Our eyes followed the direction indicated by Neil's finger, and we
saw the open amidships of the junk, half filled, as we found on
closer examination, with fresh-caught shrimps. Mingled with the
shrimps were myriads of small fish, from a quarter of an inch
upward in size.

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