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Farnum didn't learn, for he closed the door on his departing caller, going, laughing, back to his desk, where he picked up a cigar and lighted it. "How poison runs through the blood of some families," mused the boatbuilder, blowing out several rings of smoke. On the morning appointed the three Naval officers arrived at Dunhaven.
"Not this business!" interjected the boatbuilder, with emphasis. "But, man, you must have the money!" "We'll do without it, or get it somewhere else," went on the boatbuilder, patiently. "We thank you, Mr. Melville, and those associated with you, but Mr. Pollard and I have decided to go no further in the present negotiations." "What's that?" demanded George Melville, springing to his feet.
The boy in uniform nodded. Though the boatbuilder could not see the uniformed one's face very well, he observed that nod, as did also Messrs. Emerson and Melville. "You don't want to have anyone see us here together, then," went on Don. "So scoot! You know how to communicate with me when you want to. That's all." Don waved his hand as a sign of dismissal.
Just now he would step around to boatbuilder Jago's and borrow or purchase a short length of eight-inch planking to repair the flooring of the bedroom cupboard. Jago had a plenty of such odd lengths to be had for the asking. "I'll make out the top of the water-butt wants mending," said Nicky-Nan to himself. "Lord! what foolishness folk talk about the contrivances of poverty.
"It looks like a prearranged meeting of some sort," reflected the boatbuilder, after having crept close enough to be able to see and to overhear. Five minutes went by. Then Don Melville, narrowly escaping running into Mr. Farnum, appeared suddenly before his father and Mr. Emerson. "It's almost the time, now," laughed Don, speaking in a low voice, as he held his watch close to his eyes.
"Why, of course we would," Jack Benson admitted. "Then I take just offense, if you expect me to be any less of a man than yourself," declared Farnum, with a pretense of anger. "The same sentiment puts me on record," chuckled David Pollard: "Then let us forget the low comedy, the melodrama, or whatever it was," proposed the boatbuilder. "Let us get down to the regular business of the day.
William Moody declaring himself thoroughly satisfied, "then I'm satisfied too!" said the jolly butcher; upon which the boatbuilder heightened the laugh by saying he was not satisfied at all; and to escape from the execrations of the majority, pleaded that it was because his glass was empty: thus making his peace with them. Every glass in the room was filled again.
"There never was a man built for the chair like Bob Eccles I say! Our evening's broke up, and I, for one, 'd ha' made it morning. Hark, outside; By Gearge! they're snowballing." An adjournment to the front door brought them in view of a white and silent earth under keen stars, and Dick Curtis and the bilious boatbuilder, foot to foot, snowball in hand. A bout of the smart exercise made Mr.
There was a rugged eloquence about the boatbuilder which always appealed to her, but this morning it was almost more than she could bear. "Perhaps I will come in and see Mrs. M'Kree as I come back, but I must hurry now, for I am anxious to get my business done and turn my face homeward as soon as I can," she said, after a little pause.
Striking a match, Mr. Farnum drew some banknotes from the envelope, counting them. "Twenty dollars, for all that dirty work," sneered the boatbuilder. "Young man, you sell yourself too cheaply. It ought to be worth more than twenty dollars, just to have to be found with the Melvilles." Hearing that, Don gnashed his teeth. Like many another rascal, Don wanted people to think well of him.
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