It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. Then he turned round and gazed thoughtfully at the particular spot in the fog where Courtlaw had disappeared. "The glass never sinks in that way, d'ye see, without a hurricane follerin', I've knowed it often do so in the West Injees.
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