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How came you first to think of interesting yourself on our behalf?" "To tell you the truth, senor," Stephen Boldero said bluntly, "it was the sight of your daughter and not of yourself that made us resolve to save you if possible, or rather, I should say, made my friend Geoffrey do so.
I have to learn the business from the bottom. So now you understand why I'm a traveller." "I see," she said, still more deeply impressed. "I'm an orphan," said Gerald. "And Uncle Boldero took me in hand when I was three." "I SEE!" she repeated. It seemed strange to her that Mr. Scales should be a Wesleyan just like herself.
"Well, I do not say as how we could hide him here," Boldero said in answer to the look, "but we might hide him somewhere among the sand- hills outside the place, and take him food at night." "Yes, we might do that," Geoffrey agreed. "That could be managed easily enough, I should think, for there are clumps of bushes scattered all over the sand-hills half a mile back from the sea.
How came you first to think of interesting yourself on our behalf?" "To tell you the truth, senor," Stephen Boldero said bluntly, "it was the sight of your daughter and not of yourself that made us resolve to save you if possible, or rather, I should say, made my friend Geoffrey do so.
Thank him, my child, and to the end of your life never cease to remember him in your prayers." "I am glad to have been of assistance, senora," Boldero said as the girl began to speak; "but as I have just been telling your father, I have played but a small part in the business, it is my friend Don Geoffrey Vickars who has been the leader in the matter.
"Did he want to know where the wreck of the Boldero was located?" continued the lad. "That is, did he try to discover if you knew anything about it?" "Yes," said Mr. Weston, "he did. He pumped me, if you are acquainted with that term, and are not offended by it. You see, when I arrived here I made inquiries as to where your father's place was located. Mr.
In it were a visiting card 'Senorita Clemenzia Borja' and a bill-head of the Hotel of the Holy Spirit, Concepcion del Uruguay, on the back of which a lot of figures had been scrawled. "One would suppose," said Mr. Boldero, "that he had come from South America." "Nothing else?" "Nothing." Gerald's soul had not been compelled to abandon much in the haste of its flight. A servant announced that Mrs.
This was the first time that any females had been captured since their arrival at the place, for women seldom travelled far from their homes in those days except the wives of high officials journeying in great ships that were safe from the attack of the Moorish corsairs. "Let us go down and see them," Boldero said. "I have not seen the face of a white woman for nine years."
As Stephen Boldero had foretold, Geoffrey did not find his work on shore oppressively hard.
Stephen Boldero remained for a week in London and then journeyed down to Devonshire.
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