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The father and daughter discussed the painful suspicion until Donald arrived, and entered the library with Edward. A conversation on indifferent topics was continued for some time, and the boat-builder wondered if he had been sent for to talk about the launch of the Maud, which was now an old story. "How is the wind, Edward?" asked Captain Patterdale.
Hasbrook called, the money was deposited in it for safe keeping over night. "I'm afraid I can't go with you, Donald," said Captain Patterdale, after he had asked him all the questions he could think of about the Sea Foam. "I am sorry, sir; for Miss Nellie wanted to go, and I was going to ask father to wait till after sunset on her account," added the young man. Mr.
Donald and Ned Patterdale went on board of the Sea Foam, and Commodore Montague on board of the Skylark. The two yachts anchored in line, with the Skylark to windward, as she was three inches longer than the other. The start was to be made at the firing of the first gun. Donald took his place at the helm of the Sea Foam, and stationed the hands.
As the first three officers were required to be owners in whole, or in part, of yachts enrolled in the club, there was found to be an alarming scarcity of yachts. The Skylark, Sea Foam, Phantom, and Christabel were on hand. Edward Patterdale and Samuel Rodman had signified their intention to join, though they were unable to be present at the first meeting.
If he had gone home earlier in the evening, he might have seen Captain Patterdale, who did him the honor to make a late call upon him.
Danced there often during the old régime." "The old régime?" The doctor looked puzzled. "Yes. It used to belong to the Earl of Forres. He couldn't afford to keep it up and his other places as well, so he sold it to Sir John Patterdale. . . . Made his money in hardware, did Sir John. . . . Surely you know Patterdale's Patent Plate." The Board opined that it did not, and departed to the next case.
I was mad with myself for my folly, and I tore the note into four pieces before I thought that the bills were in it. But Mrs. Sykes mended them as you see. Go on with your yarn, my buffer." "That bill I paid to Don John for the Juno," continued Laud. "He paid it to Mr. Leach, the sail-maker, who paid it to Captain Patterdale, and he says it was one of the bills in the tin chest when it was stolen.
Captain Patterdale walked around to the wharf, as soon as he saw where she was to make a landing. "Well, how do you like her, Sam?" said Donald to a young man of his own age in the standing-room with him. "First rate; and I hope your father will go to work on mine at once," replied the passenger. "You will lay down the keel on Monday won't you, father?" "What?" asked Mr.
The gallant skipper bowed, and smirked, and smiled, as he assisted Miss Patterdale to a place in the standing-room. Donald shoved off the bow, and the Juno filled her mainsail, and went off flying towards the Penobscot. "It's a smashing breeze," said Donald, as the boat heeled down. "Glorious!" exclaimed Laud. "Are you fond of sailing, Miss Patterdale?" "I am very fond of it."
"Yes, sir; he got disgusted with her, and gave her to me. I could not afford to keep her, and sold her to Laud Cavendish." "Gave her to you! That's very strange." "But Captain Shivernock is a very strange man." "None will dispute that," replied Captain Patterdale, with a smile and a shrug of the shoulders.
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