At length, about three o'clock, as the first glimmer of dawn became visible through the barred casements of the round-house, the rattling of bolts and chains at the outer door told that some one was admitted. The Northern Ocean keeps a secret better than the Thames, Sir Rowland. The way it had happened was stupid, absurd. The thought did not occur to her, for all thought had flown out of her head. There was no other door in it, and Jack therefore struck into another entry which branched off to the right. "Now stand before me, Poll. “And so you have been thinking?” her father began, quoting her letter and looking over his slanting glasses at her. ” She thanked him with one of her shy little glances. "There," cried Jackson, closing the book and rising, "that'll do. ” “The man?” 228 “Yes. “Will you tell Sydney that I will see him in the morning,” he said.
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