His Other Wife: A Novel — page 216: what you’re looking at

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208 THE MADCAP TAKES A PRIZE. along, deep sigh. The cruel strain on her patience had worn her sadly. All the prognostics concerning the weather were ful- filled. During the whole night long, in the roar and surge of the breakers out at sea, one seemed to hear the frantic howls of a pack of fiends, unchained from their dismal caves in the under-world. But the storm was brief as it was violent, and the next morning emerged from the gates of the east in rosy splen- dors, treading its bright way over a calm sea. ‘<Shall you go ashore with the wreckers when they re- turn this morning, sir?” asked the Spaniard of Vernois, at break fast. ‘‘Ves; I will look about, and perhaps madam would prefer stopping here on the chance of catching a north- ward-bound vessel, rather than be taken farther south.” ‘‘T would certainly: prefer it, if these people here are ? not savages,’ said Faith, sending a glance full of indigna- tion upon Vernois, who had called her ‘‘madam” for the first time in her hearing. | The Minorcan cast down his swart face, over which a smile like that of a young tiger had flitted. Evidently he had watched the drama between this reputed husband and ‘wife with a degree of interest that they little suspected. The mate was not present during the discussion ; per- haps if he had been, many dark passages yet to be recorded in our tale had not transpired. Within an hour Vernois went ashore with two: of the EComicbooks: (E(0)