’ She shrugged. Suddenly she thrust her head out of the window. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace
left of your adopted son?"
"God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?"
"Surely," screamed Mrs. ”
“I don’t want absolution. She
meditated long and carefully upon her letter to her father before she wrote it, and
gravely and deliberately again before she despatched it. "But, where's the strange gentleman I saw
under the table?"
"Under the table!" echoed Blueskin, winking at Jack. "Ah! what is that?" he cried, pointing
to a dark object floating near them amid the boiling waves, and which presented
a frightful resemblance to a human face.
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