Blackbeard - Or, The Pirate of Roanoke. by B. (Benjamin) Barker
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'How?' asked Ellen, hardly realizing what she said.
'Through the agency of our friends on ship-board' replied Mary. 'Oh yes, I recollect now,' said Ellen. 'My father and Arthur have gone on board our vessel, but I have seen nothing of Henry or Patrick, since we first landed upon this fatal spot. Where do you think they can be?' 'I have been trying to convince my mind of their safety, ever since we fell in with our cruel captors,' answered Mary, 'yet I cannot say that I have succeeded in so doing. From the top of some adjacent hill, they may have witnessed the scenes which transpired on the occasion of our capture, and concealed themselves in some of the fissures of the rocky cliffs, there to await assistance from the ship, or--' 'They may have been taken prisoners, by the pirates, as you call them,' interrupted Ellen. 'Heaven forbid,' exclaimed Mary earnestly. 'But if that should be the fact,' continued the fair girl, after a moment's pause, 'I feel greatly consoled by the hope that they, as well as ourselves, will find a speedy release from this horrible bondage.' 'I'm sure it will not be Captain Rowland's fault, if we are not very soon liberated,' replied Ellen. 'You seem to be rather partial towards this Captain Rowland,' Mary carelessly remarked. 'Partial, what mean you by that, Mary?' asked Ellen, as a slight blush |
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