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"So did Ned, for he told you," she answered. "And you heard him, and know also." When Captain Patterdale had private business with a visitor, and he wished any member of his own family to retire, he always asked which way the wind was.
Leach three of them, and here are the other four," said Donald, producing his wallet, and taking from it the four bills, which he had not returned to their hiding-place in the bureau. Captain Patterdale examined them, and compared them with the two in his possession.
They coasted along the shore as far as Portland, visiting the principal places on the seaboard. On the cruise down Donald "coached" his friend, Ned Patterdale, in the art of sailing; and on the return he rendered the same service to Rodman. Both of them proved to be apt scholars; and after long practice, they were able to bring out the speed of their yachts, and stood a fair chance in a regatta.
Laud could not see the joke at the time; but now he concluded that the laugh came in because he was going away on a long journey, and would not be in town to answer any questions which Captain Patterdale might propose. Mr. Cavendish was disturbed, and felt that he was a victim of a practical joke, and he determined to get out of the way again.
And so having shaken hands with Lady Patterdale and suffered Sir John to explain the war to him for nearly ten minutes, Vane departed for London and Half Moon Street. He wrote Margaret a long letter in reply to hers telling him of her decision to take up medicine.
"How is that, Don John?" added the captain. "Yes, sir, he owns her; Captain Shivernock got tired of the Juno, and Laud bought her." Captain Patterdale made a note of that piece of information, and regarded it as a clew to assist in the discovery of the tin box, which had not yet been found, though the owner and the deputy sheriff had been looking diligently for it ever since its disappearance.
"I think the Sea Foam ought to have been called the Nellie," added Donald. "Pooh! I asked Ned to call her the Sea Foam." "If I ever build a yacht on my own account, I shall certainly name her the Nellie Patterdale," continued Donald, though the remark cost him a terrible struggle.
"That's all I have to say," he added; and he stalked out of the house, in spite of the host's request for him to remain, without giving a word or even a look to Donald. "I am astonished," said Captain Patterdale. "Can it be possible that he paid that bill to Laud?" Perhaps this was the joke of the strange man simply to confuse and confound a "psalm-singer."
You may move a pin from 'ere to there, and feel all pleased and joyful about it but you wouldn't feel so 'appy if you was the pin." Vane laughed outright. "You've got a way of putting things, Lady Patterdale, which hits the nail on the head each time." "Ah! you may laugh, Captain Vane. You may think I'm a silly old woman who doesn't know what she's talking about.
Laud Cavendish had known that the wicked nabob had returned, he would have hastened to see him, and inform him of the change he had made in the programme. If he had done so, their stories might have agreed better. Captain Patterdale, Mr. Beardsley, and Donald were astonished at this admission. "For what did you pay it to him?" asked the good nabob.