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"Then say Mr Richard Cheveley has called, and begs to see him on an important matter." The footman gave an equivocal smile down at me, and went into the breakfast-room at one side of the Hall. I heard a lady's voice say "Oh! Do let him come in." The servant reappearing, showed me into the breakfast-room, in which several ladies were at one end of a well-covered table.
"I didn't think I was so changed," I said. "I'm Dick Cheveley." "Dick Cheveley!" he cried out, looking at me still harder; "Dick Cheveley on board this ship! And yet it must be; and are you really Dick Cheveley?" "I don't believe I'm anybody else, though I have sometimes fancied I must be."
"I have told you, Mr Cheveley, that I consider his late conduct is a set-off against his unpardonable proceeding. I will, however, remember his wish; and, should an opportunity occur, will forward his views. I must now wish you good morning, for my time is much occupied with my magisterial and parliamentary duties, and you must excuse me." The baronet prepared to bow us out of the room.
"Excellent, Mr Cheveley, excellent," he exclaimed, "I like to hear clergymen speak out bravely from the pulpit, and condemn the sins of the people. If the smugglers persist in carrying on their nefarious proceedings, they will now do it with their eyes open, and know that they are breaking the laws of God and man. I was delighted to hear you broach the subject.
I had been often looking about, considering how I might accomplish my object, when Mr McTavish said, "I know what you are thinking about, Cheveley, but for your own sake I do not intend you to succeed; and even if it were otherwise, I am bound to see you safe on board the boat. So come along. You mustn't play me any trick."
"You will excuse me, if any cases are brought in, I must attend to them at once. I never allow anything to interfere with my magisterial duties. But do not go away. I'll dispose of them off-hand, and shall be happy to continue the conversation. I want to have a few words with you, Mr Cheveley, upon a matter of importance, to obtain your advice and assistance.
We'll keel-haul him next, if that doesn't bring him into order." Here the passengers interfered. Mr McTavish declared that he would not stand by and let me be unjustly punished. "If it were not for young Cheveley, where should we be by this time, Captain Longfleet?" he asked. "You know as well as we do what was intended. If your mate attempts to touch him, he must take the consequences."
In a short time the man came back and asked me to follow him into the study. "Well, Master Richard Cheveley," remarked the baronet, without inviting me to sit down, "I wonder you have the face to show yourself here after what has occurred." "What have I done, sir?" I asked with astonishment.
"I remain your affectionate son "Richard Cheveley." "PS Please tell old Riddle all about his son." I hurriedly folded this letter, and addressed it to the Reverend John Cheveley, Sandgate, England; and having no wax, I sealed it with a piece of pitch which I hooked out of a seam in the deck.
Good morning, my dear Mr Cheveley, good morning," and nodding to me, he bowed us out of the hall. "I hope Sir Reginald will get me a berth on board some other ship," I said to my father, as we walked homeward. "He seems wonderfully good-natured and condescending." "I don't feel altogether satisfied as to that point," answered my father, who knew the baronet better than I did.
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