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CHAPTER I.-2
"A friend of yours?" inquired Captain Wragge, joining Magdalen at that moment. "Certainly not," she replied; "a perfect stranger. He stared at me in the most impertinent manner. Does he belong to this place?" "I'll find out in a moment," said the compliant captain, joining the group of boatmen, and putting his questions right and left, with the easy familiarity which distinguished him. He returned in a few minutes with a complete budget of information. The clergyman was well known as the rector of a place situated some few miles inland. The dark man with him was his wife's brother, commander of a ship in the merchant-service. He was supposed to be staying with his relatives, as their guest for a short time only, preparatory to sailing on another voyage. The clergyman's name was Stricklan
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