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[...] The most frequent visitor to Netherstock was Lieutenant, or, as he was called in courtesy, Captain Whittier, the officer in command of the coast guard station between Poole and Christ Church- his principal station being opposite Brownsea Island, the narrowest point of the entrance to the harbour. He was a somewhat fussy little officer, with a great idea of the importance of his duties, mingled with a regret that these duties did not afford him full scope for proving his ability. Smuggling has almost ceased to exist, along here, he would say. I do not say that, across the harbour, something that way may not still be done- for the facilities there are very much greater than they are on this side. Still, my colleague there can have but little trouble- for I keep a sharp lookout that no boat enters by the passage south of the island without being searched. Of course, one hears all sorts of absurd reports about cargoes being run- but we know better, and I believe they are[...].