“I may as well come up by this train. You Americans laugh at our custom of honouring our ancestors, our many-times great grandfathers. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark. ” “You and your father?” Lucy asked. “I’m six hundred and forty-eight, John, but guess how old I look? Fifteen. When Captain Darrell's birth is ascertained, I've no doubt he'll turn out a nobleman's son.
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