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`` We must then take his name off , '' he says in a kind of unconcerned sing-song . `` What am I to do ? '' burst out the skipper . `` This office closes at four o'clock . I ca n't find a man in half an hour . '' `` This office closes at four , '' repeats Mr. Powell glancing up and down the pages and touching up a letter here and there with perfect indifference . `` Even if I managed to lay hold some time to-day of a man ready to go at such short notice I could n't ship him regularly here -- could I ? ''