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Brendon was silent. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I
can sell. She had found it in 1988, the year
of the stock market crash. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would
call it in America. He swore when I tried to get it out with the ladle, and told
me what it said. She wished she had not
stood up. At least, I hope so for his sake as
well as my own," he added, mentally. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well
as in the feet. Chapter XX
ANNA’S SURRENDER
“This is indeed a gala night,” said Ennison, raising his glass, and watching for a
moment the golden bubbles. “Can you take any from me?”
“No, I won’t do that. The skipper, Van Galgebrok, affirmed to me,—nay, gave me
the additional testimony of two of his crew,—that he was thrown overboard.
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