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A FLOATING CITY.
these were the visions of a dream. Ah! how delightful is travelling, "even when one does return," in spite of what the Doctor may say to the contrary.
For eight months I heard nothing of my original, but one day the post brought me a letter, covered with many-coloured stamps, which began with these words:—
"On board the 'Corinquay,' Auckland Rocks. At last we have been shipwrecked."
And ended thus:—
"Was never in better health.
"Very heartily yours,
"Dean Pitferge."
END OF "A FLOATING CITY."
