He's
got the gift of the gab. The voice of the young seaman came floating down from the masthead,
and the story of the immortal lovers had begun. That was one of the compensations for
having consigned himself to this part of the world. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we
are verse and you are prose. Was
there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully
furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were
they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a
rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going
astray. She thought
of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many
troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts,
of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of
Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. ” He said with a laugh. If he laid his own suspicions
boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be
haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. The resemblance was
amazing! And some man—he was good-looking—was
in the background. Even in death, Vorsack was not a man. Kneebone were here to protect me!"
"If it is Jonathan," rejoined Wood, "it is very well for Mr. Maggot, eyeing him
from head to heel with evident satisfaction;—"a devilish pretty fellow!"
"Upon my word, Poll," said Kneebone, becoming very red, "you might have a
little more delicacy than to tell him so before my face. A constant attendant at court, he had the mortification to see every one
promoted but himself, and thus bewails his ill-luck. Especially
when they wear cologne.
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