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By the process, however, of continually repressing the visible signs of his own emotions, he had now learnt to appreciate them in others. And in Mrs. Branscome's sudden change of colour, in little convulsive movements of her hands, and in a certain droop of eyelids veiling eyes which met the gaze frankly as a rule, he read this evening sure proofs of the constancy of her heart.
I'm not especially fitted to be the hero of a book. Nor to be one of your hired men, either." "Then ye've made up your mind to straddle out your legs and play Branscome's mule, hey?" "What was his special characteristic?" The question was drawled coolly. "He kicked when ye tried to drive him with a whip and he bit and squealed when ye tried to coax him along with sweet apples.
Goodfellow who worked the hand-lead, under Captain Branscome's orders, from a perch just forward of the main rigging; but at a mile's distance we carried deep water with us past Crabtree Point, and around the unnamed small cape which formed the south-western extremity of the island. Here the water shoaled, though for the first mile almost imperceptibly.
"But," said she, "one of you must eat his portion on deck while he keeps watch; that was Captain Branscome's order." "More orders!" I grumbled; and then, with a sudden thought, I nodded to Mr. Goodfellow, who was replacing his pipe in his pocket. "You go. Hand me up a plate and a fistful of ship biscuit, and leave me to deal with 'em.
The alley where Captain Branscome lodged lay a gunshot on this side of the Market Strand; and while I ran I kept as the saying is my eyes skinned for a sight of the enemy. The coast, however, was clear. But at Captain Branscome's door a wholly unexpected disappointment awaited me.
After fumbling for a moment, he gazed up towards the window, blinking. Folk who habitually wear glasses look unnatural without them. Captain Branscome's face looked unnatural somehow. It was pale, and for the moment it seemed to me to be almost a face of fright; but a moment later I set down its pallor to weariness. "Mrs. Stimcoe has gone off to the doctor," said I, "and Mr.
Now, either I had spoiled Captain Branscome's temper for the day, or something in this speech of Miss Belcher's especially rasped it. "But who is this man?" he demanded, in a sharp, authoritative voice. Miss Belcher stepped back half a pace. I saw her chin go up, and it seemed to grow square as she answered him with a dangerous coldness. "I beg your pardon.
Branscome's sake he would leave England and return to his retreat among the mountains. If she had suffered, why should he claim an exemption? The idea had just sufficient strength to impel him to catch the night-mail from Charing Cross. That it was already weakening was evidenced by a half-feeling of regret that he had not missed the train. The regret swelled during his journey to the coast.
When the end came, David found himself the possessor of a moderate fortune; and with the humiliating knowledge that this legacy awoke his first feeling of gratitude towards his uncle, he locked the door of the châlet, and so landed at Charing Cross one wet November evening. Meanwhile the locket had never come. After Hilton had left, Mrs. Branscome's forced indifference gave way.
Stimcoe with the finest courtesy, and, alone among her creditors, was rewarded with that lady's respect. I knew, to be sure we all knew that she must be in arrears with Captain Branscome's pay; but we were unprepared for the morning when, on the stroke of the church clock our Greenwich time he walked up to the door, resolutely handed Mrs. Stimcoe a letter, and as resolutely walked away again.
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