Kemble, "in the name of all that's strange,
what does this mean?"
"It is indeed very strange, sir. You must summon all your nerve
and fortitude to help us through. Never before were your strength
and good strong common-sense more needed. I've nearly reached the
end of my endurance. Please, sir, for Helen's sake, preserve your
self-control and the best use of all your faculties, for you must
now advise. Mr. Kemble, Captain Nichol is alive."
The banker sank into a chair and groaned. "This would have been
glad news to me once; I suppose it should be so now. But how, how
can this be?"
"Well, sir, as you say, it should be glad news; it will be to all
eventually. I am placed in a very hard position; but I have tried
to do my duty, and will."
"Why, Hobart, my boy, you look more worn than you did after your
illness. Merciful Heaven! what a complication!"
"A far worse one than you can even imagine. Captain Nichol
wouldn't know you. His memory was destroyed at the time of the
injury. All before that is gone utterly;" and Martine rapidly
narrated what is already known to the reader, concluding, "I'm
sorry Helen came with you, and I think you had better get her home
as soon as possible.
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