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I've been corresponding with Applegarth, the jam manufacturer, and he very strongly advises me to stick to trade. I'm not sure that he isn't right." There was silence. Each sat with drooping eyes. "Do you know," Warburton then asked, "why I turned grocer?" "Yes." "It was a fortunate idea.
Going thither at once, Captain Applegarth knocked with his knuckles on the panel of the closed door of one of the larger state rooms, running athwart the ship from whence the sounds proceeded. "Hullo, within there!" he shouted, "what's the matter? What's the row? Come out!" A shrill scream was the only response to his inquiries.
At the same instant one of the lookouts in the bows who had still remained at his post and had probably been awakened from a quiet "caulk" by the awful portent, suddenly shouted out in a ringing voice, that thrilled through every heart on board "Sail ho!" Captain Applegarth and the rest of us on the bridge faced round again at once. "Where away, where away, my man?" cried the skipper excitedly.
While Captain Applegarth was explaining this, as much for my benefit and instruction, I believe, as anything, a thought occurred to me. "Are we not now, sir, in the track of all the homeward-bound ships sailing on the great circle from the West Indies and South American ports?" The skipper looked at me steadily, "smelling a rat" at once.
Applegarth recommended himself by an easy and humorous geniality of bearing which Warburton would have been the last man to resist; he talked of his affairs with the utmost frankness. "The astonishing thing to me is," he said, "that I've made this business pay. I went into it on abstract principle. I knew nothing of business.
"By George!" exclaimed the skipper. "It's even worse than I thought." "How, sir?" asked Mr Fosset with a smile on his face, no doubt chuckling to himself at being cleverer and wiser than Captain Applegarth, who would not believe we were in the Gulf Stream. "Don't you think us right, sir?" "Oh, yes, Fosset; I agree with you myself. The reckoning is right enough, but father's the devil to pay!"
Very soon the reason was manifest; she began to speak of the Applegarth business, and declared her great satisfaction with it. "There'll be an end of mother's worry," she said, "and I can't tell you how glad I shall be. It seems to me that women oughtn't to have to think about money, and mother hates the name of it; she always has done. Oh, what a blessing when it's all off our hands!
"That property of theirs; it brings them about a hundred and fifty pounds a year in cash, and three times that in worry. At any moment they might sell. A man at St. Neots offers four thousand pounds; I suspect more might be got if Turnbull, their lawyer, took the matter in hand. Suppose I advise them to sell and put the money in Applegarth?" "By Jove!" cried Sherwood. "How could they do better?
"Worse than shabby." "Good. I like to hear you speak so decidedly. Now, if you please" his own voice was not quite steady "tell me in the same tone whether you agree with Applegarth whether you think I should do better to stick to the shop and not worry with looking for a more respectable employment." Bertha seemed to reflect for a moment, smiling soberly.
"By George, I don't know who or what to believe," exclaimed Captain Applegarth, looking from the one to the other of us.
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