‘Jacques, you have been very much my friend. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain
letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves,
cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record
of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;"
accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam. Ah Cum patrolled
the length of the boat innumerable times, but never letting his glance stray far
from the gangplank. “And that only brings me up to about sixty-five!
“A glittering wilderness of time
That to the sunset reaches
No keel as yet its waves has ploughed
Or gritted on its beaches. ”
“You mean—you think——”
“Hush! I think that he was concealed in my room, and Annabel and he met there. Later on—well then the time may come.
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