"Lor' ha' mussy, Sir!—how you do talk," said the woman; "this is no robber, I'm
sure. “You may talk—if you can talk cheerfully, not unless. You’re just a particular being with
nothing else in the world to class with you. ‘As for your dagger—’
She held out her hand palm up, as if she expected him to give her the weapon. This island was the
one haven he had; he might be forced to remain here for several years—until the
Hand had forgotten him. ’
‘Well, I am glad he did not,’ intervened Lucilla, forestalling another withering
comment from the captain. "
"Be still!" returned Jonathan, in the same under tone, and with great selfpossession: "I can yet save you. I believed that she was my
wife, or she would have been safe from me. By degrees, his fears vanished, and hearing nothing, he grew calmer. You see, the horse it does not belong to me, nor to the
nuns.
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