“No,” replied Holdsworth, pressing his hand to his head.
“There was a black flag—a piece of stuff, a portion of a woman’s dress it seemed—fastened to the mast-head. Do you remember?”
Holdsworth said “No.”
“Had you a woman with you?”
“I cannot tell.”
“See if you can go farther back. Try to recollect where your ship sailed from. Was it England?”
“England? Yes—I know England—but I do not remember if I came from England,” Holdsworth replied, with profound anxiety in his eyes.
“Come! you remember England! Did you sail from Liverpool?”
“I know Liverpool!” he exclaimed quickly.
“And London?”