25/33 To be sure, one of the passengers was down on me; but what does that matter now ?" "It matters greatly--it matters terribly. Who was this passenger ?" "He called himself the Reverend John Hazel. He suspected something or other; and what with listening here, and watching there, he judged the ship was never to see England, and I always fancied he told the lady." "What, was there a lady there ?" "Ay, worse luck, sir; and a pretty girl she was. Coming home to England to die of consumption; so our surgeon told me." "Well, never mind her. The clergyman! This fills me with anxiety. |