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If I don't raise fifteen hundred by this day fortnight, I may be getting my board and lodging free." "Would that be any change?" questioned Benson. "The quality would," retorted the other. "The address also would not be good. Seriously, Jem, will you let me have the fifteen hundred?" "No," said the other, simply. Carr went white. "It's to save me from ruin," he said, thickly.
A slight jab through the clothing from one of the marines’ bayonets caused the prisoner to stop that trick. He was taken on deck and over the side. “Coxswain, return for me after you’ve taken the prisoner to the ’Hudson,’” directed Mr. Mayhew. “Now, Mr. Benson, I would like to see what has been done to your engines.” “That’s just what I want to know, too,” responded Jack.
Nevertheless, as she raised herself in bed to drink the tea that Benson offered her as she caught a glimpse through the open window of the convent-crowned summit and wooded breast of Monte Cavo, flooded with a broad white sunlight she had that strange sense of change, of a yesterday irrevocably parted from to-day, that marks the entry into another room of life.
King wrote his and his friend's name in the book at the Mansion House, he had the curiosity to turn over the leaves, and it was not with much surprise that he read there the names of A. J. Benson, wife, and daughter, Cyrusville, Ohio. "Oh, I see!" said the artist; "you came down here to see Mr. Benson!"
Pull away, or I'll break every bone in your body, Ben Benson!" Thus muttering and reviling himself, Ben was soon out of sight, burying himself, as it seemed, in the dull purple of the night as it crept over the Hudson. There are moments in every human life when we would gladly flee from ourselves and plunge into action of any kind, to escape from the recognition of our own memories.
Then, seeing that his threat had been taken at par, and that he was really through here, the infuriated man wheeled like a flash, leaping at Jack Benson from behind and striking the boy to the floor. But Grant Andrews, O'brien and others leaped at him and pulled him away. Jacob Farnum pointed up the spiral staircase, as Jack Benson leaped to his feet, hardly hurt at all.
"I don't think you have much reason for taunting me with being respectable," Blake answered with a grim smile. "Anyway, I want you to come with us." Tilting back his chair, Benson looked heavily about. "When I was new to the country, I often wished to go North," he said.
In five minutes' time the second gun would thunder out and the racers would be off! Such a scurrying as there was then among these five little craft of war! Captain Jack Benson had the wheel again. Henceforth, Lieutenant Danvers was to be but a spectator a judge, at need, and on his honor, as an officer of the United States Navy, to show no partiality to those on whose boat he found himself.
Curtis dodged the light blow, then gripped Jack Benson resolutely. "Now, see here, young man," hissed the bearded one, "I'm not going to have any more nonsense out of you. Up into the berth you go! Do you want me to hit you?" Another man thrust his head down the cabin hatchway, showing an evil, grinning face. "Got 'em right?" demanded the one from the hatchway.
Then she sighed, and thought a while; and then took up and read the second note the note which Mrs Bellingham had sent to Mr Benson in answer to his. After that she took up the bank-note and turned it round and round, but not as if she saw it. Miss Benson noticed that her fingers trembled sadly, and that her lips were quivering for some time before she spoke.
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