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Von Brüning had greeted Davies with cordial surprise, and said he had wondered yesterday if it was the Dulcibella that he had seen anchored behind Langeoog. Davies had explained that we had left the Baltic and were on our way home; taking the shelter of the islands. 'Supposing he comes on board and asks to see our log? I said. 'Pull it out, said Davies, 'It's rot, this hiding, after all. I say.

This Buiening is called Bruning in "The Cloud of Witnesses," and may be the Brownen of Claverhouse's letter, that is to say, the nephew of John Brown.

Davies said it was a good address to give, I added, smiling. 'Naturally, said von Brüning, dryly; the joke had apparently ceased to amuse him. 'But you haven't much time then, have you? he added, 'unless you leave your skipper in the lurch. It's a long way to England, and the season is late for yachts. I felt myself being hurried. 'Oh, you don't understand, I explained; 'he's in no hurry.

Her province is to be charming, not to hold financial secrets. 'I have done my best to help you, said the stepmother. 'They're all against us, Davies. 'Oh, chuck it, Carruthers! said Davies, in English. 'He's insatiable, said von Brüning, and there was a pause; clearly, they meant to elicit more. 'Well, I shall draw my own conclusions, I said.

There are no tides or anchors to think about, and no bumping or rolling. Fresh milk to-morrow! 16 Commander von Brüning TO RESUME my story in narrative form. I was awakened at ten o'clock on the 19th, after a long and delicious sleep, by Davies's voice outside, talking his unmistakable German.

Fortune smiled still; there was no vehicle in waiting at all, and there were only half a dozen passengers. Two of these were the cloaked gentlemen who had been so nearly left behind at Norden, and another was von Brüning.

There was a burst of pent-up merriment. in which Dollmann took the loudest share. 'I warned you, Böhme, he said. The engineer took the joke in the best possible part. 'We owe you apologies, he conceded. 'Don't mention it, said Davies. 'He doesn't mind, I said; 'I'm the injured one. 'The point is, what did you take me for? 'Perhaps we take you for it still, said von Brüning. 'Oho!

Böhme was my abstraction, the fortress whose foundations we were sapping, the embodiment of that systematized force which is congenital to the German people. In von Brüning, the personal factor was uppermost. Callous as I was this evening, I could not help wondering occasionally, as he talked and laughed with Clara Dollmann, what in his innermost thoughts, knowing her father, he felt and meant.

'Quite the contrary; but I was, I answered coldly; 'you see, we knew Herr Dollmann was away, and we really only called here to get my letters; besides, we did not know your address. I looked at Clara and found her talking gaily to von Brüning, deaf seemingly to our little dialogue. 'Anyone would have told you it, said madame, raising her eyebrows.

'Mr ? said Dollmann. 'Carruthers, I answered, distinctly. 'I was with Davies in the boat just now, but I don't think he introduced me. And now he has forgotten again, I added, dryly, turning towards Davies, who, having presented himself to Fräulein Dollmann, was looking feebly from her to von Brüning, the picture of tongue-tied awkwardness.

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