But Daireen was only thinking how it was she had refrained from crying out when she saw the face of that sailor on the rail, and when she heard his voice; and it must be confessed that it was rather singular, taking into account the fact that she had recognised in the features and voice of that sailor the features and voice of Standish Macnamara.
CHAPTER XII.
Your visitation shall receive such thanks
As fits... remembrance.
... Thus do we of wisdom and of reach,
With windlasses and with assays of bias,
By indirections find directions out.
More matter with less art.—Hamlet.