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Updated: May 12, 2025
But you will suffer me, no doubt. Ah," he went on, inhaling a pinch, "it has been a long journey, sir, and my stomach abhors sea-voyaging." "Shall we step into the house?" suggested Captain Runacles. "By all means, sir. My business is simple, but may require some elucidation. May I suggest that Dr. Beckerleg accompanies us?
But here the doctor made a mistake, for when they went upstairs there was no sign of Tristram. He and his clothes had disappeared. They ran down to the front-door and looked around. There was no sign of him. Finally Dr. Beckerleg advanced to the little blue door in the hedge, opened it, and poked his head into Captain Runacles' garden.
"You threw the dice, and the box with 'em, out of the window: that's what you did." "Very well, then. That settles it. I don't back out of my luck." "Gentlemen," said Dr. Beckerleg, clearing his throat, "I have something to tell you. It is a fact, and I don't pretend to explain it. You know the proverb about doctors and their unbelief.
" Or rather, in the hands of an upright and kindly gentleman, I think we may perhaps agree that these rumours about Captain Salt are shall we say? too good to be true. May I ask Dr. Beckerleg here if he believes in ghosts?" "Firmly," answered the Doctor, hiding a smile.
The watchers withdrew as softly as they had advanced. But on his way back to the bonfire Captain Barker darted into the house and emerged again with an armful of green volumes. "What's the meaning of this?" asked Dr. Beckerleg. The little man trotted round and shot his burden right on top of the pile which Narcissus had by this time stirred into a blaze.
I'd clean forgotten the child." Dr. Beckerleg led the way downstairs. A pale sunshine touched the edge of the pavement across the road, and while Captain Barker was settling the bill, the doctor stepped across and picked a dice-box out of the gutter. "Luckily I found the dice, too; they were lying close together," said he, as his companion came out.
Beckerleg removed his padlocks, setting free not only the little Captain, but also Mr. Swiggs, who throughout the time had kept diligent watch by his master's bedside. Narcissus walked out to take a look at the garden. Ten weeks of neglect had played havoc with the beds. He contemplated it for some time, and went down to the Fish and Anchor for a mug of beer.
Doctor Beckerleg stood in the doorway and for a moment contemplated the scene the empty bottles, the unsnuffed candles guttering down upon the table, and the grey faces of both drunken men. Then he turned and whispered a word to the drawer, who had hurried out of bed to admit him and now stood behind his shoulder. The fellow shuffled downstairs.
The drawer answered this summons almost before it was uttered, by appearing in the doorway with a dish of eggs and a fresh tankard. "Set the dish down and attend," commanded Dr. Beckerleg. "You have a dice-box and dice in the house?" "No, sir. His worship the Mayor " "My good fellow, the regulations against play in this town are well known to me; also that the Crowns is an orderly house.
"He's not dead." "Good God!" "He has been seen at The Hague, and again at Cuxhaven, by men of this very port. Beckerleg will give you their names." "But you tell me the will, here, says that he's joint guardian " "Yes: it's serious, if he finds out. Mr. Finch I may say I've a large respect for that attorney Mr. Finch suggests that it may have been his ghost.
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