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Lord Reginald was in one of his obstinate moods. The more Voules urged him to abandon the chase, the more determined he was to continue it. The wind remained fresh, and he asserted that they were gaining on the chase. Dick and Ben were stationed forward. "How soon do you think we shall come up with that craft?" asked Dick.

Polly saw Uncle Pentstemon relieve himself of his parcel by giving it to the bride. "Here!" he said and handed it to her. "Weddin' present," he explained, and added with a confidential chuckle, "I never thought I'd 'ave to give you one ever." "Who says steak and kidney pie?" bawled Mr. Voules. "Who says steak and kidney pie? You 'ave a drop of old Tommy, Martha.

"When you last accompanied Oswald I mane his lordship to Elverston Hall, you thought instead of joining us again, you would have got your promotion, as you always boasted that the marquis had promised to obtain it for you." "I boasted of no such thing!" cried Voules, scarcely able longer to restrain himself.

Voules with a sigh of relief at having brought off a difficult operation. "And now, who's for a bit more pie?" For a time conversation was fragmentary again. But presently Mr. Voules rose from his chair again; he had subsided with a contented smile after his first oratorical effort, and produced a silence by renewed hammering.

Just then the look-out forward shouted, "The chase is shortening sail, and is hauling up to the northward!" Lucas ran aft and shouted down through the skylight, announcing what had occurred. "Shall we shorten sail, too, sir?" he asked. Voules sprang on deck, and looking round him, without waiting for Lord Reginald's orders cried out, "All hands shorten sail!"

Voules, still impassive, stood by the window regarding these things with a faint approval. "Makes it look a bit thicker, eh?" said Mr. Voules, and blew out both his cheeks and smacked his hands together violently several times. "Surprise the old girl no end." He stood back and smiled and bowed with arms extended as the others came clustering at the door.

Polly's elbow tightly, "you've got to sign the registry, and there you are! Done!" Before him stood Miriam, a little stiffly, the hat with a slight rake across her forehead, and a kind of questioning hesitation in her face. Mr. Voules urged him past her. It was astounding. She was his wife! And for some reason Miriam and Mrs. Larkins were sobbing, and Annie was looking grave.

But Voules only gave an occasional sigh. He seemed too weak almost to groan. Again Lord Reginald attempted to carry him towards an overhanging rock which rose at some distance beyond the beach. In this he succeeded better than at first, and after stopping two or three times he reached it. To his satisfaction, he discovered that there was a small cave, the bottom covered with dry sand.

I say, old Voules, I thought he was going to cut you altogether; but perhaps he'll honour you by giving that yelping pup of his into your charge to dry nurse. You'll not have many opportunities of paying court to him if he treats you in the fashion he does others." "I pay court to Lord Reginald Oswald! never did such a thing in my life," answered Voules, blushing to the forehead.

"I'll take the spirit out of him, depend upon it, and make him wish that he had remained on board the frigate." "I don't want him treated unjustly, or punished unless he gives occasion by his conduct," remarked Lord Reginald. "Oh, no, no," answered Voules, with a significant smile; "of course not. The truth is, I have a grudge against him myself.