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"You'd do your duty--that I will bet," replied Brendon.
They descended to the dining-room, where Jenny Pendean was waiting
to pour out tea. All were very silent and Mark had leisure to
observe the young widow.
"What shall you do and where may I count upon finding you if I want
you, Mrs. Pendean?" he asked presently.
She looked at Redmayne, not at Brendon, as she answered.
"I am in Uncle Bendigo's hands. I know he will let me stop here for
the present."
"For keeps," the old sailor declared. "This is your home now, Jenny,
and I'm very glad to have you here. There's only you and your Uncle
Albert and me now, I reckon, for I don't think we shall ever see
poor Bob again."
An elderly woman came in.
"Doria be wishful to know when you'll want the boat," she said.
"I should like it immediately if possible," begged Brendon. "Much
time has been lost."
"Tell them to get aboard, then," directed Brendigo, and in five
minutes Mark was taking his leave.
"I'll let you have the earliest intimation of the capture, Mr.


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