A granddaughter of mine!’ The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else for a moment. " "On no account," rejoined Wood peremptorily. The uproar was tremendous—men yelling— dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging them on. But as Rowland sprang to the helm, and gave the signal for pursuit, a roar like a volley of ordnance was heard aloft, and the wind again burst its bondage.
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