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his fare to use his best speed, and he added : 

 ' I don't know who he is, or what his busi- 

 ness may be, but I know one thing — he is 

 an Irishman. I can tell it by his tongue, 

 and by his queer-looking blue eyes and dark 

 hair. 



" Four and twenty hours passed, and during 

 that time many people, I among the number, 

 did not go to bed, for the storm which had 

 sprung up with the departing yacht had 

 blown itself into half a hurricane, and there 

 were fishing boats out, which made us all 

 anxious. As we did last night, or rather this 

 morning, I went round to a few of the fisher- 

 men's houses where there were anxious wives 

 and mothers waiting for the absent, and 

 chatted with and cheered them, and I was 

 leaving the two cottages that I daresay you 

 noticed close under the rock towards the 

 Point when the first streaks of morning began 

 to appear in the east. I love to see the 



