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THE MYSTERY OF THE SEA-LARK

mind you! Obstinate as they make 'em, Bob is—or should say was—just like his father afore him. If he hadn't been so obstinte he'd ha' been here to-day, alive an' well. An' instead o' that, see where he is!"

"Where, Cap'n?" asked the boy, gravely.

The Cap'n dropped his voice to a sepulchral rumble. "Fathoms deep, son! Fathoms deep somewheres out there, he and the Ellen E. Hanks together; aye, and all hands as well. Fathoms deep; mark my words!"

Jack, suppressing a disrespectful grin, glanced seaward in the direction of the Cap'n's pointing hand. The scene there held no suggestion of tragedy. The storm of the last two days was over. Since early morning the leaden skies had turned to blue and the fresh, salty breeze that swept in from the broad Atlantic was but the tag-end of the terrific gale that had lashed the waters of the harbor and raced, shrieking, up the quaint, narrow streets of the town. Now, instead of the storm-wrack, a few white clouds sailed eastward, and, in place of the fury of tormented waters, the harbor and

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