`` Think of a September morning many years ago , '' said Anne , softly . `` Think of a ship sailing up the harbor -- a ship long waited for and despaired of . Think of the day the Royal William came in and the first look you had at the schoolmaster 's bride . '' Captain Jim sprang up . `` They 're Persis Selwyn 's eyes , '' he almost shouted . `` You ca n't be her son -- you must be her -- '' `` Grandson ; yes , I am Alice Selwyn 's son . '' Captain Jim swooped down on Owen Ford and shook his hand over again . `` Alice Selwyn 's son ! Lord , but you 're welcome ! Many 's the time I 've wondered where the descendants of the schoolmaster were living . I knew there was none on the Island . Alice -- Alice -- the first baby ever born in that little house . No baby ever brought more joy ! I 've dandled her a hundred times . It was from my knee she took her first steps alone . Ca n't I see her mother 's face watching her -- and it was near sixty years ago . Is she living yet ? '' `` No , she died when I was only a boy . '' `` Oh , it does n't seem right that I should be living to hear that , '' sighed Captain Jim . `` But I 'm heart-glad to see you .
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