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You were then a youngster, and thought more of your joke, than of bending sails, or of seeing how they would stand." "There wasn't much of me, certainly, forty years ago, Stowel; but I well remember the knack you had of making every robin, sheet, bowline, and thread do its duty, then, as you do to-day. By the way, can you tell me any thing of the Dover, this evening?"
"I should be sorry, Stowel, to cause a moment's delay in the meeting of husband and wife!" "Don't name it, Admiral Bluewater; Mrs. Stowel will understand that it's duty; and when we married, I fully explained to her that duty, with a sailor, came before matrimony." A little pause succeeded, then Bluewater took a final and affectionate leave of his captain.
Stowel thinks differently. Here's my ship; she's in her place in the line; it's my business to see she is fit for any service that a first-class two-decker can undertake, and that duty I endeavour to perform; and I make no doubt it is all the better performed because there's no wife or co-equal aboard here.
I never fought a Frenchman yet that I thought a coward; and, in my judgment, there are brave men enough in England, to command all her ships, and to fight them too." "Let this be so, Stowel, still we must take things as they come. What do you think of the night?" "Dirty enough before morning, I should think, sir, though it is a little out of rule, that it does not rain with this wind, already.
As for Stowel, he cared no more for the Dover, windy and dark as the night promised to be, than the burgher is apt to care for his neighbour's house when the whole street is threatened with destruction.
Captain Stowel was busy in looking at the manner in which his boats were stowed, when Cornet told him of the rear-admiral's request; and then he had to give some orders to the first lieutenant concerning the fresh meat that had been got off, and one or two other similar little things, before he was at leisure to comply. "See me, do you say, Mr.
Might I just say, that I have your permission, to ask Captain Stowel, to let me have a run on the cliffs?" "You may do that, my lord, if you wish it; but Stowel knows that he can do as he pleases." "He would be a queer captain of a man-of-war, if he didn't sir!
However, men are no more alike in such matters, than women in their domestic qualities; and I sincerely hope this young Sir Wycherly may find as much comfort, in the old house I understand he has a little inland here, as you and I have had together, sir, in the old Cæsar. I suppose there'll be no co-equals in Wychecombe Hall." "I trust not, Stowel.
I will follow you to the landing, but you will shove off, at once, and desire Captain Stowel to weigh and cast to-port. We will fill on the starboard tack, and haul directly off the land." The whole party immediately left the station, hurrying down to the boats, leaving Bluewater and Sir Reginald to follow more leisurely.
Place it on the main-deck, where the people can see the coffin; I would pass my last hours above ground, in their midst." "It shall be done, sir yes, sir, to the letter, Sir Gervaise not countermanding. And I'll write this evening to Mrs. Stowel to say she needn't come down, as usual, as soon as she hears the ship is in, but that she must wait until your flag is fairly struck."
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