The Mate of the Vancouver — page 170: what you’re looking at

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ioe 158 THE MATE OF THE VANCOUVER. that he had done what I considered he ought to have done. “Yes, sir, I did; but I found nothing about it, nothing at all.” I reflected a little, and saw nothing clearly, after all, but the imperative necessity of my getting down to the Forks. If Mat were loose, why, I should have to be very careful, it was true; but perhaps he might be re- taken, though I did not know if a man could be extradited for simply breaking prison. And if he came up country, and couldn’t find me, he might take it into his Oriental skull to harm anyone I knew. The thought made me shiver, | “Did you stay at Thomson Forks, Harmer?” I asked, to try and turn the dark current of my thoughts. He blushed a little. “Yes, sir, but only a day. I saw no one, thofigh.” “What, not even Fanny ?”