How this foundling came here, and how I was concerned in it, you all know.

I've told everybody here how I scrambled ashore, leaving that baby in the dingy, supposing it would be picked up by the boat pursuing me.

I've told some of you," he looked at Father Pedro, "how I first discovered, from one of the men, three years ago, that the child was not found by its father.

But I have never told any one, before now, I KNEW it was picked up here.
"I never could tell the exact locality where I came ashore, for the fog was coming on as it is now.

But two years ago I came up with a party of gold hunters to work these sands.