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CHAPTER XXXVII. 208

"Stop! I am going to speak to him."

Harry quickened his step, and touched Mr. Clinton on the shoulder.

Clinton turned languidly, but when he saw who it was his face expressed
undisguised pleasure.

"Mr. Vane!" he exclaimed. "I'm awfully glad to see you, don't you know?"

"You haven't forgotten my friend Jack, I hope," said Harry, indicating the
young sailor.

"I am glad to see him, too," said Mr. Clinton, with modified pleasure,
offering two fingers for Jack to shake, for he had not forgotten that Jack

had been a sailor.

"When did you come from Australia?" asked Clinton.

"We only arrived day before yesterday."

"And what luck did you have at the mines?"

"We struck it rich. We are all capitalists, Jack and all."

"You don't say so! I wish I had gone with you, really now."

"I don't think you'd have liked it, Mr. Clinton. We had a hard time. We had

to wade through mud and mire, and sleep on the ground, and twice we were
captured by bushrangers. They wanted Jack and myself to join the band."

"You don't say so--really?"

"They might have made you a bushranger, Mr. Clinton, if they had caught
you."

"I never would consent, never!" said Mr. Clinton, with emphasis.