"For that I can vouch, on the knowledge of my whole life."
"And we know this to be true, and have known it since the day we sailed,"
observed Mr. Effingham.
Captain Truck was accustomed to passengers under false names, but never
before had he been so completely mystified.
"And pray, sir," he inquired of the baronet, "are you a member of
Parliament?"
"I have that honour."
"And Templemore Hall is your residence, and you have come out to look at
the Canadas?"
"I am the owner of Templemore Hall, and hope to look at the Canadas
before I return."
"And," turning to Captain Ducie, "you sailed in quest of another Sir
George Templemore--a false one?"
"That is a part of my errand," returned Captain Ducie, smiling.
"Nothing else?--you are certain, sir, that this is the whole of your
errand?"
"I confess to another motive," rejoined the other, scarce knowing how to
take Captain Truck's question; "but this one will suffice for the
present, I hope."
"This business requires frankness. I mean nothing disrespectful; but I am
in American waters, and should be sorry, after all, to be obliged to throw
myself on Vattel."
"Let me act as mediator," interrupted Sir George Templemore. "Some one has
been a defaulter, Ducie; is it not so?"
"This is the simple truth; an unfortunate, but silly young man, of the
name of Sandon.
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