Quotation from: Elsinore

Written by: Jack London


And then, to my amazement, when the steward had cleared the table,
this hoary old relic of man-killing and man-driving days, battered
waif of the sea that he was, carried in from his room a most splendid
collection of phonograph records. These, and the machine, he placed
on the table. The big doors were opened, making the dining-room and
the main cabin into one large room. It was in the cabin that Captain
West and I lolled in big leather chairs while Mr. Pike ran the
phonograph. His face was in a blaze of light from the swinging
lamps, and every shade of expression was visible to me.

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