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Conroth scorned the hand, raised her lorgnette and stared at the old mariner as though he were some curious specimen from the sea that she had never observed before. Cap'n Amazon smiled whimsically and looked down at his stained and toil-worn palm. "I see you're nigh-sighted, ma'am. Some of us git that way as we grow older. I never have been bothered with short eyesight myself."
Conroth politely out of the door and Betty went with her. Louise did not get to sleep in her chamber overhead for hours; nor did she hear the captain come upstairs at all. In the morning's post there was a letter for Louise from her father a letter that had been delayed. It had been mailed at the same time the one to Aunt Euphemia was sent.
Aunt Euphemia ignored the fact that nowadays the railroad and telegraph are in Thibet and that turbines ply the headwaters of the Amazon. Mrs. Conroth dwelt in Poughkeepsie that half-way stop between New York and Albany; and she was as exclusive and opinionated a lady as might be found in that city of aristocracy and learning.
This is no place for a young woman or for any self-respecting person. Come." For the first time since the opening of this scene Cap'n Amazon displayed trouble. He turned to look at Louise, and she thought his countenance expressed apprehension as though he feared she might go. "Come!" commanded Mrs. Conroth again. "This is no fit place for you; it never has been fit!"
Conroth ignored the retort, continuing: "I am not amazed, after seeing your surroundings at the Silt place, that you should become familiar with these common longshore characters. But this that I have just learned only this forenoon in fact astonishes me beyond measure; it does, indeed!" "Let me be astonished, too, auntie. I love a surprise," drawled her niece.
No father and daughter could have trod the odd corners of the world these two had visited without becoming so closely attached to each other that their processes of thought, as well as their opinions in most matters, were almost in perfect harmony. Although Mrs. Euphemia Conroth was the professor's own sister he could appreciate Lou's attitude in this emergency.
Conroth, woman," corrected the lady tartly. Betty scowled and went away, muttering: "Who's a 'woman, I want to know? I ain't one no more'n she is," and it can be set down in the log that the "able seaman" began by being no friend of Aunt Euphemia's. It was with a sinking at her heart that Louise heard of her aunt's arrival.
It washed everything that wasn't lashed into the scuppers and took one of our smartest men overboard with it. But there, floatin' in the wash it left behind, was the dead albatross!" "Oh, how terrible!" murmured Mrs. Conroth, watching Cap'n Amazon much as a charmed bird is said to watch a snake. "Yes, ma'am; tough to lose a shipmate like that, I agree. But that was only the beginning.
They tell me lots of 'em come down here to the Cape afflicted that way and go home cured." Mrs. Conroth stared with growing comprehension at Cap'n Amazon. It began to percolate into her brain that possibly this strange-looking seaman possessed qualities of apprehension for which she had not given him credit. "Sit down, ma'am," said Cap'n Amazon hospitably.
"No, Aunt Euphemia," she had said. "I shall wait for daddy-prof and the Curlew to arrive at Boston. Then I shall either go there to meet him, or he will come here. I want him to meet Lawford just as quickly as possible, for we are not going to wait all our lives to be married." "Louise!" gasped Mrs. Conroth with horror. "How can you say such a thing!"
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