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หน้ามันวาว Prestige Mr. Pennant concluded that the sail could not be far off, or it could not be seen, and it would be useless to maintain the dead silence, which was 208 painful to all in the boat. He stood up in his place, and, after looking for a couple of minutes, he made out the sail himself. So far as he could judge from what he saw, the craft was a small sloop of not more than thirty-five feet in length. CHAPTER XXVIII THE NEGRO VILLAGE ON THE ISLE GRANDE TERRE "Who is it? What is the matter?" demanded the lady of the mansion, in tones which indicated anxiety if not alarm. They returned to the negro village, for the commander of the expedition did not feel as though he had yet finished his mission on shore. "I thought I should like it, but I find I do not as well as I expected," answered Christy.