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 . It 's brought back my youth for a little while . You do n't know yet what a boon THAT is . Mistress Blythe here has the trick -- she does it quite often for me . ''
Captain Jim was still more excited when he discovered XXXXX Owen Ford was what he called a `` real writing man . ''
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