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Book 4

, chap. ii]

[Illustration: IT WAS A PLEASANT SIGHT, IN THE MIDST OF THE GOLDEN BLOOM, TO SEE THIS SALT OLD GRUFF AND GLUM WAVING HIS SHOVEL HAT AT BELLA, WHILE HIS THIN WHITE HAIR FLOWED FREE, AS IF SHE HAD ONCE MORE LAUNCHED HIM INTO BLUE WATER AGAIN-- Book 4 , chap. iv.]

[Illustration: "THERE!" SAID BELLA, WHEN SHE HAD AT LAST COMPLETED THE FINAL TOUCHES. "NOW YOU ARE SOMETHING LIKE A GENTEEL BOY! PUT YOUR JACKET ON AND COME AND HAVE YOUR SUPPER."-- Book 4 , chap. v.]

[Illustration: HE HAD SAUNTERED FAR ENOUGH. BEFORE RETURNING TO RETRACE HIS STEPS, HE STOPPED UPON THE MARGIN TO LOOK DOWN AT THE REFLECTED NIGHT--