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Chapter 11-1
Chapter 11 Florentine stood at the edge of the quay. Ships from all over the world filled the harbour almost to overflowing. So many people arriving. And so many leaving. The water heaved, throbbing with the constant swell coming in from the ocean. Even here in Sydney Cove, protected from the dangers of open water, ships creaked, rigging clanged against wooden masts, formless waves splashed against the sandstone wharf and receded upon themselves dragging sand, seaweed, fish, and rubbish along for the ride. The previous summer, she and Drew often sat here, kicking the damp wooden beams with their heels, guessing at where ships were going, making up stories about the people on board. Drew wanted to join a scientific expedition in the wilds of India or Africa. Florentine yearned for the Al
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