He was silent. He found himself thinking up all the psychology which he had ever read. "I'll run and bring him back. It was ten feet long, a relic. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. Where was the expected message from this captain, who had promised to send her word at the instant Gerald returned to town. Perhaps the old fool was not as fanciful as they had thought. Some few of the individuals seated at the other tables seemed to take an interest in the proceedings of Blueskin and his party, just as a bystander watches any other game; but, generally speaking, the company were too much occupied with their own concerns to pay attention to anything else.
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