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- Author: Robert Michael Ballantyne
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 162
- ISBN-10: 1544711263
- ISBN-13: 9781544711263
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.9 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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"You won't be anxious about me, mother, if I don't return till pretty late," he said, rising. "I want a good long, refreshing pull, but I'll be back in time to say good-night to you, Minnie, before you go to sleep." "Your leave expires on Thursday, mind," said his sister; "we cannot spare you long." "I shall be back in good time, trust me. Au revoir," he said, with a pleasant nod, as he left the room. And they did trust him; for our midshipman, George Foster, was trustworthy; but those "circumstances" over which people have "no control" are troublesome derangers of the affairs of man. That was the last the mother and sister saw of George for the space of nearly two years! Taking his way to the pebbly shore, young Foster hired a small boat, or punt, from a man who knew him well, declined the owner's services, pushed off, seized the oars, and rowed swiftly out to sea. It was, as he had said, a splendid night. The stars bespangled the sky like diamond-dust.
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- Author: Robert Michael Ballantyne
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Year: 2017
- Pages: 162
- ISBN-10: 1544711263
- ISBN-13: 9781544711263
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.9 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
"You won't be anxious about me, mother, if I don't return till pretty late," he said, rising. "I want a good long, refreshing pull, but I'll be back in time to say good-night to you, Minnie, before you go to sleep." "Your leave expires on Thursday, mind," said his sister; "we cannot spare you long." "I shall be back in good time, trust me. Au revoir," he said, with a pleasant nod, as he left the room. And they did trust him; for our midshipman, George Foster, was trustworthy; but those "circumstances" over which people have "no control" are troublesome derangers of the affairs of man. That was the last the mother and sister saw of George for the space of nearly two years! Taking his way to the pebbly shore, young Foster hired a small boat, or punt, from a man who knew him well, declined the owner's services, pushed off, seized the oars, and rowed swiftly out to sea. It was, as he had said, a splendid night. The stars bespangled the sky like diamond-dust.
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