” “Isn’t it. Then the storm broke. The infant was rescued from a watery-grave by an honest mechanic, who has since brought him up as his own son. “Please search everywhere,” she said. The well of tears in her eyes was dry. He seemed to be thinking hard. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. Stay where you are, Mr. Even your family. "You depart for Lancashire to-morrow. "First take the child," cried Darrell, holding up the infant, and clinging to the oar with a dying effort. He shrugged and, to Gerald’s relief, made to leave at last. All at once her heart began to patter queerly. " "Most likely," observed Jonathan, with a slight sneer; "the ghost of some highwayman who has just breathed his last in Newgate, no doubt.
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