"I'm sorry," she said. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. "I've seen him some years ago, I believe," answered Wood; "and, though he must be much changed by this time, I dare say I should know him again. Martha was quite right. The island had evidently grown round this lagoon, approached it gradually from the volcanic upheaval—an island of coral and lava.
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