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He saluted in passing, and the General laid a hand upon his shoulder. 'I should like half an hour with you this morning, he said, 'if you can spare the time to come into my stateroom for a talk. 'I am at your service now, sir, said De Blacquaire. 'Shall we go down? asked the General. 'One tires easily still, and this May wind gets into an old man's head like wine.
And if the father did you a bad turn the son has done you a good one. 'Will you kindly go away, Mr. Jervase? said the Major. 'Yes, said Jervase, 'I'll go away. But since I'm here, I'm going to ask you one question. Are you going to hit the boy through me? 'Will you oblige me, said Major de Blacquaire, 'by going to the devil?
'If I understand you, it's useless to talk of that. 'Very well, sir, said De Blacquaire, sipping gloomily at his wine; and nothing more was said for a minute or two, but the younger man gradually brightened, and it could be plainly seen that he was squaring his mental shoulders for the reception of a burden which he meant to cany. 'The Sergeant is a lucky dog, sir.
Until that instant neither could have recognised the other, but at the first glance there was a challenge in the eyes of either. 'Thanks, my man, said De Blacquaire, laying a hand upon the rein which Polson held out towards him. Nothing could have been more savagely incisive than the tone, nothing more purposed to wound.
'And now, my dear sir, will you oblige me by going to the devil? 'Are you a-going to make a scandal about this business when we get home again? Jervase asked. 'No, you purblind clown, said Major de Blacquaire, rising, and fitting his crutches to his armpits. 'I am not. You have about as much notion of what a man is bound to do under these conditions as an ox would have.
'I really do not see, General Boswell, said De Blacquaire, 'that there is any call upon you to sacrifice yourself for their benefit. The men are wealthy, and I have no doubt that I can force them to disgorge. 'It will be my own hope and aim to do that also, the General answered.
The lark sang in the thin sunlight as if he would break his very heart for joy, and the lovers walked homewards slowly, arm in arm. It was the First of May, and that same good three-master, the Cæsar, which had carried Major de Blacquaire and Sergeant Jervase from the Crimea to Scutari, was bowling merrily along south of Naples, where Vesuvius had his smoking cap on.
The two recoiled from each other just in time to avoid collision, for De Blacquaire had entered hastily. They regarded each other for an instant, and De Blacquaire's cynical and contemptuous gaze took in the other from head to foot, obviously taking note of the mean attire and the signs of the night march Polson had made.
'The owner of the salt mine which my partners have for years been robbing is a Major de Blacquaire, whose regiment is just now quartered at Birmingham. They will have the route in a day or two, and I must see him before he goes. I shall drive into the town at once; and then I must run up to London.
He might be a little kinder and more confidential later on. "Well, sir," said Fuller, with a chuckle, "her's bound to look her best just now." "Father," said Ruth, with an amazingly sudden vivacity, "I want to speak to you. Excuse us, Mr. De Blacquaire." Her face was of the color of the rose from brow to chin, and her eyes were as shy as ever in spite of her vivacity.
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