`` Have they lived there long ? '' he asked . `` For eighteen years , '' said Mrs. Danby placidly . `` It 's funny you have n't heard them mentioned . But people do n't talk much about the Captain now -- he 's an old story -- and of course they never go anywhere , not even to church . The Captain is a rank infidel and they say his daughter is just as bad . To be sure , nobody knows much about her , but it stands to reason that a girl who 's had her bringing up must be odd , to say no worse of her . It 's not really her fault , I suppose -- her wicked old scalawag of a father is to blame for it . She 's never darkened a church or school door in her life and they say she 's always been a regular tomboy -- running wild outdoors with dogs , and fishing and shooting like a man . Nobody ever goes there -- the Captain does n't want visitors . He must have done something dreadful in his time , if it was only known , when he 's so set on living like a hermit away down on that jumping-off place . Did you see any of them ? '' `` I saw Miss Oliver , I suppose , '' said Alan briefly . `` At least I met a young lady on the shore . But where did these people come from ? Surely more is known of them than this . '' `` Precious little . The truth is , Mr. Douglas , folks do n't think the Olivers respectable and do n't want to have anything to do with them . Eighteen years ago Captain Anthony came from goodness knows where , bought the Four Winds point , and built that house . He said he 'd been a sailor all his life and could n't live away from the water .
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