He was not a sailor. God! I have cheated myself into a belief that the boy perished! And now my worst fears are realized —he lives!" "As yet," returned Jonathan, with fearful emphasis. The floor was strewn with screws, nails, fragments of wood and stone, and across the passage lay the heavy iron fillet.
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