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I didn't know she was in town at all thought she hadn't got back from Florida, or North Carolina, or wherever it was she had been for the winter. "Won't you come in a minute, Captain, and your friend? He doesn't remember me do you, Joe? and yet we were playmates once," which was true. I was often taken to Mrs. Arkell's when a little fellow by skippers who were friends of my father's.
Only the sun coming up over Eastern Point, lighting up the harbor and striking into the cabin of the Johnnie Duncan, brought Clancy to a halt. He moved then and we with him. We left Maurice at the door of old Mrs. Arkell's, the old lady herself in the doorway and asking us if we had a good time at the ball.
Arkell's we walked back to Clancy's boarding house. Clancy wanted to see how they made out with the punch. We found several of them up in the wind, and so no great danger of them. But two or three of them, Dave Campbell particularly, were running wild. "Boomed out and driving," said Clancy, and began to remonstrate with Dave on the evils of intemperance.
Clancy started on the run and I after him. "We'll go to his boarding-house first, Joe, and if he's not there, to Minnie Arkell's." He wasn't in his boarding-house, and we hurried out. On the sidewalk we almost ran into little Johnnie Duncan. "Oh, Captain Clancy or you, Joe Buckley won't you tell me about the race?
I was feeling happy until I got near Minnie Arkell's door, where my worrying began again, for there on the steps and in the glare of the electric light was Minnie Arkell herself, as though she were waiting for somebody. And not wanting to have her know that I saw her waiting at her door steps at that time of night, I stepped in the shadows until she should go in.
Three o'clock, Joey, and no excuse for you, for you didn't have to stand by the supplies " But then I rushed him around the corner, and down the street to the side door of Mrs. Arkell's and just in time to head off Maurice, bound as I knew for Minnie Arkell's house across the yard. I didn't have a chance to say a word to Tommie, but he didn't have to be told.
"What!" and stopped dead. Suddenly he brought his fist through the air. "I'll" and as suddenly stopped it midway. "No, I won't, either. But I'll put Maurice wise to them. What should he know at his age and with his up-bringing of what's in the heads of people like them. And if I don't have something further to say to old Mr. Duncan! But now let's go back to Arkell's come on, Joe."
Arkell's kitchen the night before, "No sail comes off except what's blown off," and there promised to be some blown off. Men who had only just heard their skippers speak of that were bragging of it in the streets.
Hollis was a man about forty, and had been one of Minnie Arkell's admirers ever since I could remember ever since she was old enough to have any, I mean, and she wasn't any late bloomer, as Clancy used to say. Hollis went into the Arkell house by the door that had only just closed behind Maurice and Minnie Arkell.
We left Clancy's boarding house and went over to old Mrs. Arkell's place, where most of the skippers who were going to race next day had gathered. Clancy at once started in to mix milk-punches.
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