Jermyn; and another about Rattray and his schooner, which had just sailed; the young gentleman was known to the police out there.”

“Do you know where the schooner is ?”

“Bless you, no, we’ve had no time to think about her; the man had been seen about town, and we’ve done well to lay hands on him in the time.”

“You will do better still when you do lay hands on him,” said I, wresting my eyes from the yellow dead face of the foreign scoundrel. The moon shone full upon his high forehead, his shrivelled

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