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"What is it, Justin? Oh, dear brother, what is it? " eagerly inquired Miss Conyers, almost losing her presence of mind in the vehemence of her anxiety.
"It is a sail-a strange sail! Compose yourself, dear Britomarte," answered Mr. Rosenthal, without removing his eye from the glass.