“It is. And I congratulate Miss Huxham on her clever brain. Pence was certainly a fool to say as much as he did, and especially to so talented a lady who guessed—”
“There! there! No more cornpliments. Tell us both at once. Did he speak truly when he stated that Miss Huxham was not the captain’s daughter?”
“He spoke absolutely truly, as you will find when you read this,” and Durgo placed a bulky roll of paper in Bella’s hands.
“Oh!” she said, flushing a bright pink, “how glad I am. But whose daughter am I?” and she made to open the paper.
Cyril laid his hand on the bundle. “We haven’t time to read all that now,” he said gruffly. “Tell us shortly what you have discovered, Durgo?”
The n***o nodded, and addressed himself to the girl. “Your name is Isabella Faith,” he stated, “and you are
