"You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. “Do you believe me now?” She asked. Anna had told me that he carried always with him this bogus marriage certificate. " "You were born on the island?" "I believe so. ” Lucy relied. The door was closed— locked,—and the pair were heard descending the stairs.
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