Over the smooth water of the roadstead came in answer a faint cry from one of the ships at anchor.
"My boat will be here directly," said Lingard.

"Think of what you are going to do.

I sail to-night." "What is there for me to do, except one thing ?" said Willems, gloomily.
"Look here," said Lingard; "I picked you up as a boy, and consider myself responsible for you in a way.

You took your life into your own hands many years ago--but still.

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