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Updated: June 22, 2025
His tongue was quite as nimble as Cap'n Abe's had been. On the day of her arrival, Lou Grayling had believed she would be amused at Cardhaven. Ere the second twenty-four hours of her stay were rounded out, she knew she would be. During the day Cap'n Amazon and Amiel Perdue carried Louise's trunks upstairs and into the storeroom, handy to her own chamber.
Louise had hoped to escape all that for the summer by fleeing to Cap'n Abe's store at Cardhaven. Lawford Tapp was in a financial situation to spend his time in the improvement of his body and mind without regard to money considerations. Louise foresaw that they were going to have a delightful time together along the shore here, until daddy-prof came home in the fall. And then
Another moment of hesitancy and as Cap'n Amazon Silt he would never be able to hold up his head in the company of Cardhaven folk again. Cursed by the horror his mother had felt for the cruel sea that had taken her husband before her very eyes, Cap'n Abe had ever shrunk from any actual venture upon deep water.
"When Abe fust come here to Cardhaven there was still two-three wrecking comp'nies left on the Cape. Why, 'tain't been ten years since the Paulmouth Comp'ny wrecked the Mary Benson that went onto Sanders Reef all standin'. They made a good speck out o' the job, too. "Wal, Abe bought into one o' the comp'nies was the heaviest stockholder, in fac', so nat'rally was cap'n.
And nobody ever saw the storekeeper's sleeves rolled up or the throat-latch of his shirt open. Twenty years' residence meant little to Cardhaven folk. The house and store was set on a lonely stretch of road.
Meanwhile he heaped her plate with codfish and fried potatoes cooked to a delicate brown. There was good butter, fat doughnuts, and beach-plum preserve. It was a homely meal but Louise ate it graciously. Already the air of Cardhaven had sharpened her appetite. "Lend me your apron," insisted the girl when they had finished, "and I will wash these dishes."
"Why, by golly!" yelled the surfman. "This here's Cap'n Abe Silt!" "Ain't his brother Am'zon there?" "No, I don't see his brother nowhere." "Take a good look." "Trust me to do that," answered the surfman. But the search was useless. Nobody ever saw Cap'n Amazon again. He had gone, as he had come suddenly and in a way to shock the placid thoughts of Cardhaven people.
There was an uncertain, troubled movement among Cap'n Abe's hearers. Even the fishfly stopped droning. Cap'n Beecher looked longingly through the doorway from which the sea could be observed as well as a strip of that natural breakwater called "The Neck," a barrier between the tumbling Atlantic and the quiet bay around which the main village of Cardhaven was set.
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