CHAPTER XXI McClintock's island was twelve miles long and eight miles wide, with the shape of an oyster. There's something queer about that young man; but we'll never be able to find out what it is. You have somewhere to go to in London, I hope. “You are neither of you in the least like the ordinary boarding-house young man. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber. ’ They passed through a little antechamber, and Melusine sighed with relief as she entered the library next door.
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