Your sister has promised to send a boy every day with all the news she can gather.

Now, if you have a piece of bread I will gladly eat it, for I have touched nothing since breakfast." "We can do better than that for you," the woman replied, and in a few minutes some fish were frying over the fire.

Fortunately the long hours he had been on his feet had thoroughly tired Harry out, and after eating his supper he at once ascended to the loft, threw himself on the heap of sails, and in a few minutes was sound asleep.
The next morning he dressed himself in the fisherman's clothes with which he had been provided, and went down stairs.
"You will do," Pierre said, looking at him; "but your hands and face are too white.

But I was tanning my sails yesterday, and there is some of the stuff left in the boiler; if you rub your hands and face with that you will do well." Harry took the advice, and the effect was to give him the appearance of a lad whose face was bronzed by long exposure to the sea and air.
"You will pass anywhere now," Pierre said approvingly.

"I shall give out that you belong to St.Nazaire, and are the son of a friend of mine whose fishing-boat was lost in the last gale, and so you have come to work for a time with me; no one would ask you any more.
Besides, we are all comrades, and hate the Reds, who have spoilt our trade by killing all our best customers, so if they come asking questions here they won't get a word out of anyone." For ten days Harry lived with the fisherman.