I 'd been hanging in that rigging all day and most of the night before . There were five more of us but they dropped off . I knew it was no use to try to swim ashore alone -- the backwater would be too much for me . I must have been a lot of trouble . That old woman says I 've been raving for a week . And , by the way I feel , I fancy I 'll be stretched out here another week before I 'll be able to use my pins . Who are these Olivers anyhow ? The old woman would n't talk about the family . '' `` Do n't you know them ? '' asked Alan in astonishment . `` Is n't your name Harmon ? '' `` That 's right -- Harmon -- Alfred Harmon , first mate of the schooner , Annie M. '' `` Alfred ! I thought your name was Frank ! '' `` Frank was my twin brother . We were so much alike our own mammy could n't tell us apart . Did you know Frank ? '' `` No . This family did . Miss Oliver thought you were Frank when she saw you . '' `` I do n't feel much like myself but I 'm not Frank anyway .
He 's dead , poor chap -- got shot XXXXX a spat with Chinese pirates three years ago . ''
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