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Rh son's clasp-knife an inscription on the arm of the wooden cross, while little Don Alfonso looked on at the odd task, and the Frenchman was saying:

"You must not grieve, Mademoiselle, for your friend. You know there is a sea for old sailors somewhere beyond, which is fairer even than that out there, and its waves will never bring shipwreck."