Octavia's Pride; or, The Missing Witness — page 162: what you’re looking at

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152 ‘ OCTAVIA'S PRIDE. flag, ¥ ack Captain Lo had left to Will Yarrel, still flutter- ing from the tall palm. ‘“Why, there’s some one on the island needa help!” exclaimed the mate, snatching up the glass, and peering anxiously through it, and turning to the captain, aston- ished to find him so cool over the exciting discovery. ‘‘ How fortunate it is that you came so far out of the course, sir. I actually believe there are other survivors of some disaster needing help.” *« Quite likely. The hea certainly calls for an i yehiod tion. I shall go ashore,” answered Captain Warner, unable to repress a little significant smile, which was not lost APD a keen eye close beside them. Tt is odd enough that you should bring me back to just ‘a nen fi : A thas ee A mre) ci the spot from which the Sea Foam took me,” interposed — the old man who, at such alate hour, had concluded to leave his companions in disaster to wait for the expected packet, and had taken passage with the Royal Bess. ‘‘1 might have staid here re the time, and been vastly more comfort- able, I dare say.” Captain Warner gave him a careless glance, for his friend, the master of the Sea Foam, making sure that the old man had taken berths with the others, had given him - no hint of his connection with the little romance. *© You didn’t leave any of your comrades here by acci- dent, did you?” ‘“‘T had no comrades,” was the rather sullen ‘reply; «and I should suppose every one in that case would have looked out for himself. The water is bad enough, but a barren island is worse. If once I set my foot on firm En- glish soil, you won’t catch me allowing myself to be trapped into any such risks as these,” Jane West happened to be just coming from the com- panion-way, and heard the remark. ‘ 7 7 : A ve ae 2 : ti Glinad Bye pr iW Oe fed ie Ap Niet Ry 4 5 ein At Med 9 ay