The Prodigal (Classic Reprint)

Excerpt from The Prodigal <p>One moment, please. I was going to say that a person signing himself Clunie Robert has been claiming our assistance from the Cape. Granting you may be that person, you must be aware that no business house can honor an un known signature. Mr. Robert has an account with us, but we cannot permit a stranger, how ever unfortunate, to draw on it, in the name of his son, unless he were able to give us some proof of his identity. </p><p>Great God above! Did you ever try to prove your own identity, stark naked, sir, on a strip of sand, six thousand miles from home 1 I was in the boat that was smashed on Los Tres Hermanos, the only man of us Who ever breathed again. That was my introduction to your blessed continent. And I have n't acquired much - he surveyed the rags he stood in by way of identity since. </p><p>About the Publisher </p><p>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com </p><p>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.</p>

Excerpt from The Prodigal

One moment, please. I was going to say that a person signing himself Clunie Robert has been claiming our assistance from the Cape. Granting you may be that person, you must be aware that no business house can honor an un known signature. Mr. Robert has an account with us, but we cannot permit a stranger, how ever unfortunate, to draw on it, in the name of his son, unless he were able to give us some proof of his identity.

Great God above! Did you ever try to prove your own identity, stark naked, sir, on a strip of sand, six thousand miles from home 1 I was in the boat that was smashed on Los Tres Hermanos, the only man of us Who ever breathed again. That was my introduction to your blessed continent. And I have n't acquired much - he surveyed the rags he stood in by way of identity since.

About the Publisher

Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com

This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Book format	Paperback
Fiction/nonfiction	Fiction
Genre	Literature & Fiction
Publication date	December, 2018
Pages	118
Edition	Standard Edition
Publisher	Forgotten Books
Original languages	English
Language	English
Binding type	Perfect Binding
Assembled product height	9.02 in
Assembled product weight	0.37 lb
Bisac subject heading	JUV000000