could be done, therefore, wa

is a sad story," Roger said.
"A very sad story, uncle. Six years ago, the Swan was wrecked on the
coast of Tabasco; and every soul, save myself, lost." It was a blow
for
Diggory Beggs. He had, indeed, long since given up all
hope of ever seeing his cousin Reuben, or of obtaining any return for
the capital he had embarked on the Swan; but the sight of
Roger had, for a moment, raised his hopes that the

venture had, after all,
been productive. However, he speedily recovered himself. "I am
grieved to
hear it, Roger, though in no ways surprised. For two years