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The worry of travel, which the elderly woman absolutely refused to share, seemed to rest with double weight on the shoulders of the girl. As Buel thought of all this, he saw the girl approach him along the deck with a smile of apparent recognition on her face. "She evidently mistakes me for some one else," he said to himself. "Oh, thank you," she cried, coming near, and holding out her hand.
The clerk, following her eye, picked out Buel's book. "Just out, miss. Three and sixpence." "Who is the author?" asked the girl. "Kenan Buel, a new man," answered the clerk, without a moment's hesitation, and without looking at the title-page. "Very clever work." Buel was astonished at the knowledge shown by the clerk.
Buel made as though he would rise and leave them together, but with an almost imperceptible motion of the hand nearest him, Miss Jessop indicated her wish that he should remain, and then thanked him with a rapid glance for understanding. The young man felt a glow of satisfaction at this, and gazed at the blue sea with less discontent than usual in his eyes.
You solemnly swear that you hereby and hereon renounce all emperors, kings, princes, and potentates, and more especially how does the rest of it go!" "He must give up his titles, honours, knighthoods, and things of that sort." "Say, Buel, you're not a lord or a duke by any chance? Because, if you are, we'll call back the purser and have you put out yet."
"Break away there, break away!" cried the belated Brant, forcing his way through them and taking Buel by the hand. "There's no rush, you know, boys. Just let me have a minute's talk with Mr. Buel. It will be all right. I have just set up the champagne down in the saloon. It's my treat, you know. There's tables down there, and we can do things comfortably.
In accordance with my resolve I enlisted as a private soldier at Troy, on the sixth day of August, 1861, in a company raised by Captain Clarence Buel, for the cavalry service.
He wondered if she were reading his book, and how she liked it. Next morning Mr. Buel again searched the deck for the fair American, and this time he found her reading his book, seated very comfortably in her deck chair. The fact that she was so engaged put out of Buel's mind the greeting he had carefully prepared beforehand, and he stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to say.
A few of them may get there themselves some day, but it means that you have got there now. Do you realise that?" "Hardly. I suppose, then, the book has been a success?" "A success? It's been a cyclone. I've been fighting pirates ever since it came out. You see, I took the precaution to write some things in the book myself." Buel looked alarmed.
Hodden descended to his state-room in a more subdued frame of mind than when he went on the upper deck. However, he still felt able to crush his unfortunate room-mate. "You insist, then," he said, speaking to Buel for the first time, "on occupying this room?" "I have no choice in the matter."
He did not know but it was the custom in America to ask a man to lunch and expect him to pay half. Brant's use of the plural lent colour to this view, and Buel knew he could not pay his share. He regretted they were not in a vegetarian restaurant. The table in the centre of the room was already set for two, and the array of wine-glasses around each plate looked tempting.
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