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Updated: June 1, 2025
"Most people who know me at all think they know me too well," laughed Dan, but he held out his hand. Perhaps, in other walks of life, the chums might have been more wary about accepting Brimmer's suddenly proffered friendship, as they stood in the open air just after dinner one November day. The weather was so fine and mild that it seemed a shame to be cooped up between walls.
The first playful smile she had seen on Hurlstone's face lightened in his eyes and lips, and was becoming. "I am afraid my barbarians are too low and too near home for Mrs. Brimmer's missionary zeal.
I always confound your admirers, my dear are doing now. At least, so says that good Father Esteban." But with the exception of the Alcalde and Miss Chubb, Mrs. Brimmer's words fell on unheeding ears, and Miss Keene did not prejudice the triumph of her own superior attractions by seeming to notice Mrs. Brimmer's innuendo.
I knew that he arrived there on the Osprey a few days before the Excelsior sailed." Mr. Brimmer's eyes changed their expression. "And you want to find him?" "No," she said, with an actress's gesture. "I want to know the truth.
He only seeks now to prevent the consequences of this folly by placing you and these ladies out of reach of harm aboard of the Excelsior." "A very proper and excellent idea," broke in Mrs. Brimmer, with genteel precision. "You see these people evidently recognize the fact of Mr. Brimmer's previous ownership of the Excelsior, and the respect that is due to him.
Pausing a moment before a side hall that opened from it, he cast a rapid look up and down the corridor, and then knocked hastily at a door. It was opened sharply by a lady's maid, who fell back respectfully before Mr. Brimmer's all-correct presence. Half reclining on a sofa in the parlor of an elaborate suite of apartments was the woman whom Mr.
"You do ver' much, my frien', to help make it better," replied Tony, shaking his head, "but still I not make much money." "Are you hard up at Christmas, Tony?" asked Brimmer, with pretended sympathy. "Oh, yes, sare; all time hard up." At that moment Brimmer's gleaming eyes saw Dave Darrin and Dan Dalzell passing on the other side of the street. "Quick, Tony!
"WHAT has happened?" asked Miss Keene impatiently, sitting up in bed, more alarmed at the unusual circumstance of Mrs. Brimmer's unfinished toilet than at her incomplete speech. "What, indeed! Nobody knows; but it's something awful a mutiny, or shipwreck, or piracy. But there's your friend, the Commander, calling out the troops; and such a set of Christy Minstrels you never saw before!
"Why, yes; I think perhaps I can send you a bit of trade," replied Brimmer. The young man's father was a politician, and a prosperous one. The son had learned the wisdom of making friends wherever he could, since there could be no telling when a friend anywhere might be useful. "You come with me, sare," urged Tony, taking a gentle hold on Brimmer's arm, and leading him to the rear of the store.
Brimmer's brief explanation to the surgeon was that he had run his face against something hard in a dark alleyway while in town. The surgeon noted down the explanation, smiling grimly. There sat Dan. They had always rather liked Brimmer. Yet they were convinced that Darrin spoke the truth. "Now, help me with your advice," begged Dave. "Should I make an official report of this whole matter?
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