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Updated: June 27, 2025
The captain pulled the kitchen door almost shut and listened at the crack. The first spoken words by the visitor appeared to relieve Captain Cy's anxiety; but they seemed to astonish him greatly. "Why!" he exclaimed in a whisper. "Ain't that It sounds like " "It's teacher," whispered Bos'n, who also had been listening. "She's come to find out why I wasn't at school. You tell her, Uncle Cy."
"Your Uncle Cy's weathered the Horn and is bound for clear water now. Three cheers for our side! Won't we give him a reception when we get him back here!" "Won't we?" crowed Asaph. "Well, I just guess we will! You ought to hear Angie and the rest of 'em chant hymns of glory about him. A body'd think they always knew he was the salt of the earth. Maybe I don't rub it in a little, hey?
Her mirror had asserted that she looked exactly as she had in college, that her throat was smooth, her collar-bone not very noticeable. But she was under restraint. When they swam she enjoyed the freshness of the water but she was irritated by Cy's tricks, by Dave's excessive good spirits. She admired Erik's dance; he could never betray bad taste, as Cy did, and Dave.
Polly gave in reluctantly. "Where are we going?" she asked when they were in the sleigh. "Never mind, I've a scheme," Bob told her. "Shut your eyes." He headed the pony toward the bay. The cold air acted as a tonic on Polly. By the time they stopped before an old tumble down fisherman's hut, she was quite herself again. "Why, it's Uncle Cy's place!" she exclaimed.
The man who had arrived on the previous night stood in the sitting-room doorway. How long he had been standing there the captain did not know. What he did know was that Mr. John Smith by daylight was not more prepossessing than the same individual viewed by the aid of a lamp. Emily saw the stranger and slid from Captain Cy's knees. The captain rose.
They were forming sets for "Money Musk"; it was "ladies' choice," and there was a demand for more couples. The young lady came ever to Cy's corner and laughingly dropped him a courtesy. "If you please," she said, "I want a partner. Will you do me the honor?" Cy blushingly avowed that he couldn't dance any to speak of. "Oh, yes, you can! I'm sure you can. You're the Whittaker boy, aren't you?
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