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She plied us with both shot and shell; one of the latter burst in the air over our bows; two men were killed and several injured by the fragments. We were struck nine or ten times in all, but they were glancing blows, which never fairly hulled us. Chubb held on resolutely; we increased our distance fast, and at length ran out of range.
Warn't I right?" "Right? No!" cried Rodd, laughing more heartily than ever. "The idea of Uncle Paul going out with a slaver!" "Did you mean that, Captain Chubb?" said Uncle Paul, beginning indignantly, and then softening down as he caught sight of his nephew's mirthful face. "Allus says what I mean," grunted the captain. "Then I was all wrong?" "Wrong, yes," said Uncle Paul.
Then Captain Chubb, taking hold of a rope which he had made fast to the larboard rail, climbed over on to the brig's side, and steadying himself by the cord, walked right down and stood shaking his head at the ghastly wound which the vessel had received.
"I talked to Captain Chubb about it, and he said the work must be thoroughly done, so as to make the brig as good as ever she was." "Yes, they are doing it well," said Morny sadly. "He said " continued Rodd, with a laugh; and then he stopped short. "Well, why don't you go on?" "Oh, never mind. You wouldn't like it. You are sensitive, and it might hurt your feelings." "I promise you it shall not.
But here Miss Chubb, with ready tact, interrupted any possible retort from Mr. Crosby. "Look," she said, pointing to some of the other passengers, who, at a little distance, had grouped about the first mate in animated discussion. "I wonder what those gentlemen are so interested about. Do go and see." Before he could reply, Mr. Winslow, detaching himself from the group, hurried towards them.
She and Miss Chubb patronize the Mexican school with cast-off dresses, old bonnets retrimmed, flannel petticoats, some old novels and books of poetry of which the Padre makes an auto-da-fe and their own patronizing presence on fete days.
"Now the house in Queen Square is virtually a museum. The upper part is separated from the lower by a massive door which opens from the hall and gives access to the staircase, and which is fitted with a Chubb night-latch. There are two latchkeys, of which John used to keep one and I the other. You will find them both in the safe behind me.
But, as some wag once said, the wisest way is to wait till after something has happened before you begin to prophesy about it. Captain Chubb had probably never heard about the wisdom of this proceeding in foretelling events, for it so happened that in spite of the storm increasing in violence for many hours, his words proved to be entirely wrong. About mid-day there was a sudden lull.
Chubb, being an illiterate man, made here and there slips of scholarship, but he wrote in a clear, vigorous, sensible style, and his works had considerable influence over those to whom they were primarily addressed. The cause of Deism in its earlier sense was now almost extinct. Those who were afterwards called Deists really belong to a different school of thought.
"Hic-chew! All out of the woods," wheezed Dr. Chubb, as he looked at old Buttercup and the two other young cows we had been working over all night, with as fine an exaltation of achievement as any I ever saw, not excepting that of an American man of letters I witnessed take his degree at Oxford. But Sam's head was still bowed on old Buttercup's back and I went and stood beside him.
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