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At ten o'clock the master proposed tacking the ship, and the first-lieutenant went down to report his wish to the captain. "Very well, Mr Nourse," replied the captain; "turn the hands up." "Ay, ay, sir," replied the first-lieutenant, leaving the cabin. "Call the boatswain, quarter-master all hands 'bout ship."
Try her yourself, Mr Nourse," continued the captain, "I'm sick of her!" and with a heightened colour, he handed the speaking-trumpet over to the first lieutenant. "York, you're wanted," observed the lieutenant abaft to the marine officer, dropping down the corners of his mouth. "York, you're wanted," tittered the midshipmen, in whispers, as they passed each other.
And a moment later she told herself, "Yes, his eyes do twinkle, and he seems to be quite nice. He isn't so excessively fat, and he has a big wide generous mouth, and I like his eyes. But he thinks my coming like this a bit queer, and he's wondering what's behind it." She downed her excitement and went on in the same resolute tone she had used with such success on Nourse.
Don't deny it! Go on and really laugh with me!" Her voice, unsteady and quivering, broke into a merry laugh, and in this Joe's partner joined. Then she said sternly. "You give me a friend!" Nourse thought for a moment. "There's only one left on the list," he replied. "His name, please " "Dwight." "Business?" "Music. He shows rich girls how to sing. She stared at him.
That had been arranged ahead, at a meeting of Nourse and the two wives. But all at once in a panic now, Ethel knew that Nourse would bungle it. Why had she entrusted so much to this man? Had he ever shown tact in his whole life? And why so soon? Oh, it had been rash! The evening had passed so gorgeously. Why not have waited and had other evenings to pave the way and make it sure!
It extends from the Nourse, in the south, as far as the Zaire in the north, and the two principal towns form two ports, Benguela and St. Paul' de Loanda, the capital of the colony which set off from the kingdom of Portugal. In the interior this country was then almost unknown. Few travelers had dared to venture there.
"That's good. You'd better send for them." And soon afterward he hurried away. But just as Ethel was rising to go to the telephone, there was a ring at the door. She opened it, and a tall man, rather stooped, with iron grey hair and moustache, a lean but rather heavy face and deep-set impassive eyes, came in and said: "I'm Joe's partner Nourse, you know. How is it going? Better?" "She's dead."
The man left the horse unchecked to browse by the road-side, and came to the door. "Oh, it's you, Captain Nourse," said Wood, rising to open the netting door, and holding out his hand. "Come to summons me as a witness in something about the bank case, I suppose. Let me introduce Captain Nourse, Mary," he said, "deputy sheriff. Sit down, Captain, and have some dinner with us."
Mr Nourse; we'll carry them a little longer," replied the captain, who had been carrying too much sail another way. "Sit down and take a glass of wine with us. You always cry out before you're hurt, Nourse." "I thank you, sir," replied the first lieutenant, seriously; "you will excuse me: it is time to beat to quarters." "Well, then, do so; I had no idea it was so late.
About this time, one evening, he brought his partner home to dinner, but the experiment proved even more of a failure than it had in the past. Nourse made Ethel feel as before his surly, jealous dislike of her presence in Joe's home. And Ethel's hostility redoubled. She recalled what Amy had told her of his tiresome worship of work, its routine and its dull detail.
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