In Search of an Unknown Race — page 44: what you’re looking at

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CHAPTER V. THE VOYAGERS ON THE RIVER. As Van gazed in amazement at the strange marks upon the breast of the sailor, a sentence from his uncle’s letter, which by this time he knew nearly by heart, recurred to his mind. ‘‘He bears the sign of the Order whose seal is the same as that stamped upon this letter.” ‘“‘Good Heavens!” he gasped; ‘‘it isn’t possible— that you are Robert Martin?” ‘‘So I was christened, but I’m so taken back as hardly to be sure who I am,” was the dazed reply. ‘‘And you—your name is Briscoe,” he went on. ‘‘So I suppose ‘if ‘‘Read this,” briefly interrupted Van, who could hardly believe the evidence of his eyes and ears. As he thus spoke he extended his uncle’s missive, which Martin took in an amazement too great for words, and read from beginning to end. ‘‘T thought I never should be surprised at anything again,’ said the sailor; ‘‘but this beats me out and out. Will you kind of clear it up?” he went on, . staring at Van in a confused sort of way, while Tom in the stern looked from one to the other in open-eyed bewilderment. Eomichooksrco