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The water, as much of it as I could see through the fog, was no longer flat and calm. There were waves all about us, not big ones, but waves nevertheless, long, regular swells in the trough of which the Comfort rocked lazily. There was no wind to kick up a sea. This was a ground swell, such as never moved in Denboro Bay. While I sat there like an idiot the tide had carried us out beyond the Point.
Abbie my second cousin; I guess I told you about her says it's a sure sign that a person's rich or out of his head, one or t'other. I ain't rich, so " He chuckled once more. "Mr. Graves came to see you at your home, did he?" "Yes, ma'am. At South Denboro. And he certainly did have a rough passage. Ho! ho! Probably you heard about it, bein' so friendly with the family." "Ahem!
I've laid out some dry things for you on the bed and some of Joshua's, too. You and your husband " I thought it high time to explain. "The lady is not my wife," I said, quickly. "She ain't! Why, I thought Joshua said " "He er made a mistake. She is Miss Colton, a summer resident and neighbor of mine in Denboro." "Sho! you don't say! That's just like you, Joshua!" "Just like me! Well, how'd I know?
As a general thing Denboro jumps when he snaps the whip. You didn't, and he couldn't understand why. He is the kind that respects anything they can't understand. Then, too, Nellie likes you, and she's his idol, you know. Ah hum!" He sighed and, for a moment, seemed to forget me altogether. I reminded him by another question. "But why should the captain think of me for this place?" I asked.
"Oh, it doesn't, of course except on general principles. I am a dreadful idler myself; but then, I am a woman, and idleness is a woman's right." I thought of Dorinda and of the other housewives of Denboro and how little of that particular "right" they enjoyed; which thought brought again and forcibly to my mind the difference between this girl's life and theirs and Mother's and my own.
So can I; generally do, fur's that goes. But I'm from South Denboro. I thought here in New York " "Oh, there are many people, even here in New York, who are not convinced that alcohol is a food." "You don't tell me! Well, I'm livin' and learnin' every day. Judgin' from stories and the yarns in the Boston newspapers, folks up our way have the idea that this town is a sort of annex to the bad place.
When Caroline, Sylvester, and the captain reached South Denboro after what seemed, to the two unused to the leisurely winter schedule of the railroad, an interminable journey from Fall River, the girl thought she had never seen a more gloomy sky or a more forbidding scene.
I might pretend I had pretended that Denboro opinion, good or bad, was a matter of complete indifference to me. I had assumed myself a philosopher, to whom, in the consciousness of right, such trifles were of no consequence. But, philosophy or not, the fact remained that I was pleased.
It was nearer five than four when the Lady May, her engine barking aggressively, moved out of Denboro Harbor. Mr. Bartlett, the passenger, had been on time and had fumed and fretted at the delay. But Issy was deliberation itself. He had forgotten his quahaug rake, and the lapse of memory entailed a trip to the blacksmith's.
He's gettin' more popular on the Cape all the time, and popular in the right places, too. Why, the last time I was in South Denboro Cap'n Elisha Warren spoke to me about him, and if Cap'n 'Lisha gets interested in a young feller it means a lot. 'Lisha's got a lot of influence." "You say you joke with John about Emily. How's he take the jokes?" "Oh, he takes 'em all right.
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