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"
God
keep
your
Honor
,
"
was
all
Ayrton
's
reply
.
These
were
the
final
words
exchanged
between
Glenarvan
and
the
quartermaster
.
The
boat
was
ready
and
Ayrton
got
into
it
.
John
Mangles
had
previously
conveyed
to
the
island
several
cases
of
preserved
food
,
besides
clothing
,
and
tools
and
firearms
,
and
a
supply
of
powder
and
shot
.
The
quartermaster
could
commence
a
new
life
of
honest
labor
.
Nothing
was
lacking
,
not
even
books
;
among
others
,
the
Bible
,
so
dear
to
English
hearts
.
The
parting
hour
had
come
.
The
crew
and
all
the
passengers
were
assembled
on
deck
.
More
than
one
felt
his
heart
swell
with
emotion
.
Mary
Grant
and
Lady
Helena
could
not
restrain
their
feelings
.
"
Must
it
be
done
?
"
said
the
young
wife
to
her
husband
"
Must
the
poor
man
be
left
there
?
"
"
He
must
,
Helena
,
"
replied
Lord
Glenarvan
.
"
It
is
in
expiation
of
his
crimes
.
"
At
that
moment
the
boat
,
in
charge
of
John
Mangles
,
turned
away
.
Ayrton
,
who
remained
standing
,
and
still
unmoved
,
took
off
his
cap
and
bowed
gravely
.
Glenarvan
uncovered
,
and
all
the
crew
followed
his
example
,
as
if
in
presence
of
a
man
who
was
about
to
die
,
and
the
boat
went
off
in
profound
silence
.
On
reaching
land
,
Ayrton
jumped
on
the
sandy
shore
,
and
the
boat
returned
to
the
yacht
.
It
was
then
four
o'clock
in
the
afternoon
,
and
from
the
poop
the
passengers
could
see
the
quartermaster
gazing
at
the
ship
,
standing
with
folded
arms
on
a
rock
,
motionless
as
a
statue
.
