The Twin Detectives; or, The Robbers of the Tomb — page 201: what you’re looking at

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192. | THE TWIN DETECTIVES. Next day Madge told the captain her story, with the ex- ception of her husband’s name. She shrank from betray- ing it, and he never asked it. This sailor in the rough blue clothes ee a true gentle- man’s heart in his breast. He possessed tact and delicacy such as few noblemen possess. ‘You'll come home with me, Madge, and we'll see what we can do,” he said, and the girl was contented—nay, al- most happy. The Mary Masson arrived in Boston, and Madge went ashore with the captain to purchase some clothing, or, as the captain termed it, ‘‘ gear.” He was kind and thoughtful as a father, and Madge wished their voyage on the Mary Masson could last forever. ° She rather dreaded the sister he spoke of, though she tried to console herself by thinking that if she was the captain’s sister, she must be kind and charitable. The little cabin seemed such a peaceful home to her, and the fresh salt air, when it blew on her cheek, seemed to banish painful thoughts. ‘*T dread going back to New York,” she said, when they were returning. “Why, my dear?” ‘* Because I was so unhappy there.” ‘““Nonsense, my dear. We must not run away from trouble; we must face it bravely and live it down.” In the cottage Mrs. Parsons was in a state of quiet ex- citement. ‘“<T expect my brother to-day or to-morrow,” she said to Mrs. Mordred. <I do trust he wind is fair. That’s the worst of sailing vessels. They have to depend on the wind.” ‘* Are you certain your brother won’t be displeased to find me here?” 'The question was put in a low, humble tone. i) mn: