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"First, then, my name is Strickland--John Strickland!"

Here he paused, and, though his head was bent, I saw hi

o"

Again he paused expectantly, but seeing I es, our vessel recked, and, so far as I

know, all save ers--were drowned The passengers I speak of were an old

irl; her naain he eyed me narrowly

"Well?" said I

"Well, sir," he resu in a low, repressed voice, "we

seven, after twoboat, reached an

island where, that saht, the old h men; the island was a desolate one fro out of

the usual track of ships, and this girl was, as I have said, very

beautiful Under such conditions her fate would have been

unspeakable degradation, and probably death; but, sir, I fought

and bled for her, not once but many times, and eventually I

killed one of them with my sheath-knife, and I reushed over my hands and are his death, and get

knife,

and they but such rude weapons as they could devise Day after