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But before he picked himself up, the two seamen, encouraging one another with strange cries, had leapt out and were trundling the cask up the beach, using the flats of their hands. With another w'y-ho! and a tremendous lift, they ran it up to the turfy plat, whence Bill Adams steered it with ease through the ruinated doorway of the store. Mr. Jope returned, smiling and mopping his brow.
The cellar, in fact, stood close by the river's edge, with a broad postern-sill actually overhanging the tide, and a flight of steps, scarcely less broad, curving up and around the south-west angle of the house. While Mr. Jope studied these and the tranquil river flowing, all grey and twilit, at his feet, Mr. Adams had joined him and had also taken bearings. "With a check-rope," said Mr.
With a broad grin, showing her teeth and the white of her eyes not a little, she said: "Oh, ho! my goot Lo'd dat war made when Jope war paby!" When father and mother had traded all they could afford, it was nearly night, and we all got into the cart and started for home. We got upon the Chicago road opposite where the Grand Trunk Junction now is, and stopped.
"It'll do him good," said Mrs. Pengelly. "I honestly think, Sarah," poor Ben protested, "that just now you're setting too much store by wedlock altogether." "It's my conditions with you; and you may take it or leave it, Ben." His sister was adamant, and he turned ruefully to go. "And you're doing this for me, Mr. Jope!" I caught his hand. "Don't 'ee mention it. Blast the child!"
Jope with fine solemnity, "if I was to put a name on your besettin' sin, it would be cowardice an' you can just sit here in the dark an' think it over." "When I was on the p'int of offering to go with ye!" "Ho! Was you? Very well, then, I accept the offer, an' you can walk first." "But I don't see " "Another word," announced Mr. Jope firmly, "an' you won't! For I'll blow out the candle." Mr.
Half doubting his eyesight, he stooped to examine them. Around each keg was bound a sling of rope. "Rope?" muttered Mr. Jope, stooping. "Foreign rope left-handed rope " And with that of a sudden he sat down on the nearest keg and began to laugh. "The old varmint! the darned old sinful methodeerin' varmint!" "Oh, stow it, Ben! 'Tisn' manly." But still the unnatural laughter continued.
Jope affably, having drawn the required circle. "I don't seem to remember your face." "No?" The man seemed to think this out at leisure. "I was married this morning," he said at length with an air of explanation. "Wish ye joy. Saltash maid?" "Widow. Name of Sarah Treleaven." "Why that's my sister!" exclaimed Mr. Jope. "Is it?" The round-faced man took the news without apparent surprise or emotion.
And with that I shut my eyes and let fly at it, though every knock brought my heart into my mouth. Now guess: who d'ye think answered the door? Why, that ghastly boy of hers! There he stood, all freckles and pimples; and says he, grinning:" 'Mr. Benjamin Jope Moderately well, I hope. "I couldn't stand it. I turned tail and ran for my life." "But was that quite honourable?" I asked.
If they wished to explore the house farther, it would be necessary to carry candles; and somehow neither Mr. Jope nor Mr. Adams felt eager for this adventure. They were hungry, moreover. So they decided to make their way back to the great hall, and sup. They supped by the light of a couple of candles. The repast consisted of bread and cold bacon washed down by cold rum-and-water.
"I can't help what ye thought," Mr. Adams began sulkily; and then, as his friend rose with the face of a man who goes to meet the worst, he sprang up quaking. "Lord's sake, Ben Jope! You ain't a-goin' to take the candle an' leave me!" "Bill Adams," said Mr.
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