"Yes, sir," answered Captain Weaver, "I took notice of him on the fok'sle.",
"On a golden, Indian summer day like this," she finished and closed her eyes as his arms went about her.,
"Oh, my dear, dear Lucy," he cried, "little can you conceive how the man who carried[Pg 362] you off has made your aunt and me, and his father, suffer!".
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