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Updated: June 11, 2025
The question was answered by mamma herself, our old friend Madge Mayland, coming up the companion-hatch, tall, dark, beautiful, like the spirit of departed night. She was followed by Letta, graceful, fair, sunny, like the spirit of the coming morn. "Sunbeam, ahoy!" came up through the cabin skylight at that moment, like the sonorous voice of Neptune.
Meanwhile, Slagg, Stumps, and Johnson, having spread some palm branches on a couple of stout poles, laid our hero thereon, and bore him in safety to the pirates' cave, where, for several days, he lay on one of the luxurious couches, tenderly nursed by Letta and the old woman, who, although she still pathetically maintained that the "roberts an pyrits wasn't all so bad as each oder," was quite willing to admit that her present visitors were preferable, and that, upon the whole, she was rather fond of them.
"Indeed?" said Robin, but before he could say more the bluff cable-man had returned to his bakery. "Just look here," he continued, turning again to Letta; "the great ships around us seem like little ones, by contrast, and the little ones like boats, don't they?" "Yes, and the boats like toys," said Letta, "and the people in them like dolls."
They had not gone a hundred yards when they were arrested by hearing a rustling in the bushes and the sound of hasty footsteps. Next instant Letta was seen running towards them, with glaring eyes and streaming hair. She sprang into Robin's arms with a convulsive sob, and hid her white face on his breast. "Speak, Letta, dear child! Are you hurt?" "No, O no; but Meerta, darling Meerta, she is dead!
"Oh, I'm so glad you've come!" said Letta, running up, to him and giving him both hands to shake, and a ready little mouth to kiss, "for I didn't like to awaken your friends, and the sailor one looks so still that I fear he may be dying. I saw one of the naughty men die here, and he looked just like that." Somewhat alarmed by this, Sam went at once to the sailor and looked earnestly at him.
She spoke hurriedly to her blind companion, and at first seemed disposed to hide herself, but the man evidently dissuaded her from such a course, and when Letta ran forward, seized her hard old hands and said that God had sent people to take her back to mamma, she dismissed her fears and took to laughing immoderately.
I have just arrived from Bombay, and hasten to present a letter from your son, and to deliver over my interesting charge, this dear child, Letta Langley, whom " "The expectorated girl!" shouted uncle Rik, leaping up, "begins with an L, two L's indeed. Bah, I'm an idiot! Excuse my excitement, madam pray go on."
"But you won't hurt poor Stumps when you catch him, will you?" pleaded Letta, looking earnestly up into her companion's jovial face. "He was very nice and kind to me, you know, on Pirate Island." "No, I'll not hurt him, little old woman," said Rik. "Indeed, I don't know yet for certain that Stumps is a thief; it may be Shunks or it may be Gibson, you see, who is the thief.
Ere long the low mutterings of thunder increased to mighty peals, and the occasional gleams of lightning to frequent and vivid flashes, that lit up the scene with the brilliancy of full moonlight. "I wish we were nearer shore," said Letta, timidly, to Robin, as they stood looking over the bulwarks; "what is the land we see far away on our left?" "The Island of Mull," returned Robin.
It was then that Letta mentioned what the pirates in the cavern had said about her having been taken from Sarawak. "Sarawak!" exclaimed Robin, "why, that's the place that has been owned and governed for many years by an Englishman named Brooke Sir James Brooke, if I remember rightly, and they call him Rajah Brooke. Perhaps your mother lives there, Letta."
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