One can get quite a fund of information out of you if one goes at it cleverly.

Mary and the storm, and the sweeping away of the forward boats, were facts--all the rest was fiction.

Mary was my sister; her full name was Mary -- ----.

NOW do you remember me ?" "Yes," I said, "I do remember you now; and you are as hard-headed as you were thirteen years ago in that ship, else you wouldn't have punished me so.

You haven't changed your nature nor your person, in any way at all; you look as young as you did then, you are just as beautiful as you were then, and you have transmitted a deal of your comeliness to this fine boy.