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"Before seein' the house?" she asked, after a moment or two. "She had us there, Rogers!" chuckled Captain Cai; but the child was perfectly serious. "You would like me to show you the house? Master has the key." "That's an idea, now!" He was still amused. "When?" "This moment that's to say, if your master'll spare you?" He glanced at Mr Rogers, who nodded. "Couldn't do better," he agreed.

He retained his methodical habits, and Cai found him already at work in the outhouse, and thoroughly enjoying a task which might have daunted one of less boyish confidence. For a taste: "What sea, what land, knows not Arion's fame! The rivers by his song were turned as stiff as glass: The hungry wolf stood still, the lamb did much the same Pursuing and pursued, producing an impasse "

There's a turn at the foot o' the stairs; most awk'ard." "I reckon," said Captain Cai cheerfully, "'Bias an' me'll leave that to them as it concerns. But, man! what a turn you've a-got for funerals!" "They be the breath o' life to me," Mr Philp confessed, and paused for a moment's thought.

With Bussa for secretary, if you can understand such madness." "They'll be runnin' you for the next Parish Council, sure as fate." Cai ignored this. "There's the fireworks, too. Nobody chosen yet to superintend 'em, an' who's to do it I don't know, unless I take over that little job in addition." "I thought the firm always sent a couple o' hands to fix an let 'em off." "So it does.

"Oh oh!" she cried as, far away up the harbour, the signal rocket shot hissing aloft and exploded with a tremendous detonation. The roar of it filled their ears; but Cai scarcely heeded the roar. It reverberated from shore to shore, and the winding creeks took it up, to re-echo it; but Cai did not hear the echoes. He could not see her face.

Cai reached a hand to the mantelpiece for the tobacco-jar, filled a pipe very deliberately, lit it, and drawing a chair up to the table, seated himself in face of her. "I shouldn't wonder," said he, resting both arms on the table and eyeing her across a cloud of tobacco-smoke. "Though I don't understand what she I mean, I don't understand what the game was." "Me either," agreed the child, musing.

"That reminds me," said Captain Cai hardily entering, and for all his lack of observation falling at once under the spell of the little front garden so scrupulously tidy it was, so trim and kempt, with a pathway of white pebbles leading up between clumps of daffodils and tulips to a neatly thatched porch: so homely too, with but a low fence of euonymus shutting off all that could offend in the court before the cow-byres; so fragrant already with scent of the just sprouting lemon verbena; so obviously the abode of cleanly health, with every window along the white-washed house front open to the April air.

"You'd better trot along upstairs, then, an' make sure," said Fancy. As soon as the woman was gone she jerked a nod towards the door. "Now we can talk. I didn't want her to know, but Pam comes from the work'ouse. His father was mate of a vessel and drowned at sea, and his mother couldn't manage alone." "What vessel?" asked Captain Cai. Both skippers were regarding the boy with interest.

Mrs Bosenna started, alert at once and on her guard; for the game of fence she had chosen to play with these two demanded a constant wariness. But it seemed that for the moment Cai had no design to press his suit or no direct design. "It's this way," he explained. "You know the stevedores, down at the jetties, are givin' their usual Whit-Monday regatta Passage Regatta, as some call it?

"Prize-fighter, ma'am? What, 'Bias? . . . He's the gentlest you ever knew, and the easiest-goin': and for ladies' company well, I don't know," confessed Captain Cai, "as he ever found himself in such, least-ways not to my knowledge. But I'll be bound he wouldn't be able to open his mouth." " Unless in defence of a friend," suggested Mrs Bosenna, laughing. "You must bring him to call on me."