. "Ah!" he exclaimed, "a letter, beginning 'dearest Aliva,'—that's your mother's name, Thames. "Your detective has been remiss in his duty; let him suffer for it. Carried out to sea by Van Galgebrok, and thrown overboard, while struggling with the waves, he had been picked up by a French fishing-boat, and carried to Ostend. For a time she could scarcely believe he was gone. It’s just because all that side of your life hasn’t fairly begun. You'll find those young ladies extremely agreeable acquaintances. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes. But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. Better get a dress. Good night!" "Well, if you won't be persuaded, and must have a boat, Owen," observed the landlord, "there's a waterman asleep on that bench will help you to as tidy a craft as any on the Thames.
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