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Retiring again to his corner in the stern of the boat, and noting that the woman kept her place there, Colonel Ashley waited in patience. And he had his reward. The Allawanrda was whistling to tell the deck hands to cast off the mooring ropes, when LeGrand Blossom came running down the inclined gangway and got on board.

This was done so silently, that neither the lookout on the poop, who was rather on the weather side at the moment, nor the man at the lee gangway, who happened to be looking out forward, heard them, or saw me, as I slipped down unperceived. "Pull back again, my lads; quick now, quick."

He is leaning upon the rail taking his last neck-breaking look at the Woolworth Building. The going-ashore bugle has sounded, pocket-handkerchiefs are waving; and Joe Hutton, the last visitor to leave the ship, is at the gangway. "Good-by, Holworthy!" he calls. "Where do you keep yourself? Haven't seen you at the club in a year!"

Scott," said the captain, opening the door into the pilot-house, "inform all the company that we go on shore in half an hour; and you will go with them. Mr. Boulong, lower the gangway, and have the barge ready." "Perhaps you have arranged a programme yourself already," suggested the new host of the party. "I have considered the matter. I proposed to see Bombay, and perhaps run down to Poona.

She only just had time to step into the train before the iron gates closed behind her. A little breathless with excitement and greatly pleased that she had succeeded in catching the train, she obeyed the order of the officious guard to "Step along don't block the gangway!"

"Then I will take the wine and throw it overboard." "Just as you think best, sir. You will find the two bottles in my berth, No. 43, Gangway D, the forward one on the starboard side." "I hope you will never touch the wine-cup again." "I will not till next time," added Shuffles, as the chaplain moved towards the door of the brig.

There is always a crowd, but this day it was almost impossible to advance through the masses of people. The eager faces hurried by; a constant stream poured up the gangway into the steamer, and the upper deck, to which I gradually made my way, was crowded with the passengers and their friends. There was one group upon which my eyes first fell, and upon which my memory lingers.

He was dressed in a Roman toga of rough monk's-cloth, and had on sandals. He was being hustled bodily over the restored gangway, and was resisting valiantly the second officer, purser, and steward, who were hardly able to move him, so powerfully was he made. One of his sandals suddenly fell into the bay.

The voice interrupted negligently. "I will come on board." "Mr. Van Wyk," Sterne suddenly broke out with an eager effort, "will you do me the favor . . ." The mate walked away quickly towards the gangway. A silence fell. Mr. Massy in the dark did not move. He did not move even when he heard slow shuffling footsteps pass his cabin lazily. He contented himself to bellow out through the closed door

"Mother is the dearest thing in life," she replied, "but Mrs. Faversham is a convention." She came nearer to me, in order to allow a freer passage down the gangway and also in order to be out of earshot of an elderly woman who was obviously accompanying her. "Simon, I've been a good friend to you. I believe in you. Nothing will shake my convictions.