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Troubridge took with him no instructions to Nelson as to the course he was to steer, nor any certain account of the enemy's destination; everything was left to his own judgment.
This, Mr Troubridge, is Mr Thomson, chief mate of the schooner Seamew, blazing out yonder; and the rest are the remainder of her crew, whose names I have not yet had time to learn." "Welcome aboard the Mercury, Mr Thomson, and men of the Seamew!" said I. "I am heartily glad that, since it was your lot to meet with misfortune, we happened to be near enough at hand to pick you up.
That is my story, Troubridge; and all that I will add to it is this: If ever you feel tempted to stray, though ever so slightly, from the path of rectitude, think of the man whom you once knew as George Gurney; and let his history serve as a warning to you. And now I will say good night; for we must be stirring early to-morrow."
He presumed that he need not add that he referred to young Mr Troubridge, to whose exceptional skill as a seaman and a navigator they all owed so much! These remarks were greeted with so much enthusiasm that it was with the utmost difficulty I succeeded in making it understood to Wilde's manifest relief that for certain good and sufficient reasons I must decline to accept the proffered office.
Although the scaling-ladders had all been lost in the general upset, those who here got on shore succeeded in climbing over the walls, and forced their way to the place of rendezvous in the great square. There Troubridge, having assembled between three and four hundred men, held his ground, awaiting Nelson and the party that might have entered by way of the mole. It was in vain.
I tell you of it boldly as an old friend. You are too confoundedly chary in leading out your trumps, and you can't deny it." "Hallo!" said Captain Brentwood, "who comes so late?" Mary Hawker rose from her chair, and looked eagerly towards the door. "I know who it is," she said, blushing. "I heard him laugh." In another moment the door was thrown open, and in stalked Tom Troubridge.
I don't inquire how the Vicar is, because I know already, and because I don't think he would care much for my inquiries, after the injury my son has done him. I will break the seal. Now, may I trouble you?" Tom Troubridge read aloud: "SIR, May I request that you will favour me personally with a call, at the earliest possible opportunity, at my private office, 166, Broad Street?
"There's a bed of soft mud under our bows, Mr Troubridge, on which we've grounded to about as far aft as the fore riggin'. Beyond that, I reckon the ship's afloat, for at that p'int there's eighteen foot of water, gradually deepenin' to twenty-two foot under the starn-post.
We had like to lose another of our mess, for d'ye see, the old Culloden and Colossus fell foul of each other, and the Culloden had the worst on it, but Troubridge, who commanded her, was not a man to shy his work, and ax to go in to refit, when there was a chance of meeting the enemy so he patched her up somehow or another, and reported himself ready for action the very next day.
"It would seem so, indeed, my poor girl," said Mrs. Buckley; "for your cousin Troubridge has made up his mind to come." "There was a time when I could have stopped him," she thought; "but that is gone by now." And she answered Mrs. Buckley: "Aunt and I will stay here, and think of you all. Shall we ever hear from you? It is the other side of the world, is it not?"
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