She looked at him curiously. “Don’t think so,” Drummond answered. "I guessed from your dress and manner, Sir, that you must have been long absent from your own country," said Kneebone; "and now I'm convinced of it, or you wouldn't have asked that question. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. ‘I rather gathered as much,’ said Miss Froxfield, releasing her hands. She too had seen. She took up the poker and stirred the fire vigorously. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. Treasure caves to explore! All through these trying days she had recurrently wondered what this strange young man would have to say that Dickens and Hugo had not already said. Glancing at each other, they rose from their seats and ventured to address the captain.
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