Your father sailed from Plymouth and this pair of rascals sailed from Plymouth--not that there's anything in that; hundreds sail out of the Sound every week, and we have nothing to show when Simon and John started--it may have been before your father.

But look here, Jasper, what do you make of that ?" I bent over the letter, and where my uncle's finger pointed, read, "He says as you have Done Well to be.

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_Wave_." "Well, uncle ?" "Well, my boy; what do you make of it ?" "I can make nothing of it." "No?
You see that solitary word '_Wave_' ?" "Yes." "What was the ship called in which your father sailed ?" "The _Golden Wave_." "That's it, the _Golden Wave_.