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"No, no!" With a gesture, fierce and intolerant, she seized the Bible and thrust it out of sight, into the drawer. Shortly afterwards, he re-appeared with the information that the captive was safe below; and giving the necessary directions to his crew, before many minutes had elapsed, the Zeeslang spread her canvass to the first breeze of morning. It reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina had told her about a sculptor named Farhat. A man as rich as you are ought to have a thousand-ton yacht. "Shotbolt! by—" cried Austin, as the captive was dragged forth. "After all, he is my father, Hoddy; and I cursed him. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. "He hears me not! he's gone!" she added, as the door was opened and shut with violence; "something tells me I shall never see him again!" When her father, a moment afterwards, issued from the parlour to ascertain the cause of the noise, he found her seated on the stairs, in an agony of grief. She was dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of silver.
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