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cried Weeks . `` It 's not the Danish gun-boat I 'm afraid of ; it 's the fatherly English cruiser a-turning of us back . '' Darkness , however , found them unmolested . They crossed the three-mile limit at eight o'clock , and crept close in under the Danish headlands without a glimmer of light showing . `` I want all hands all night , '' said Weeks ; `` and there 's a couple of pounds for him as first see the bogey-man . '' `` Meaning the Danish gun-boat , '' explained Deakin . The trawl was down before nine .