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In the meantime will you do your best to comfort the Miss Seawards in my absence, and explain to them that nothing but necessity could make me leave them in the lurch in this fashion," etcetera. "How very provoking!" exclaimed Ruth, with a pretty little frown on her innocent face after reading the letter to her stately mother. "Why provoking, dear?" asked Mrs Dotropy.
"Is Miss Ruth at home?" Yes, Miss Ruth was at home, and would he walk in. He was ushered into the library of the mansion; that room in which the Dotropy ancestors, who could not find space among their kindred in the dining-room, held, so to speak, an overflow meeting to themselves. Ruth soon joined him.
But if we go on, we shall never have done for the whole of Yarmouth seemed to be there high and low, rich and poor! Of course Mrs Dotropy was also there, grand, confused, sententious as ever, amiable, and unable to command her feelings in a state, so to speak, of melting magnificence.
At this point Ruth looked up in her mother's face and burst into a fit of hilarious laughter. "Only think, mother," she said, "of great big, stout, jolly old Captain Bream having a secret sorrow!" "My dear," said Mrs Dotropy in a reproachful tone, "you are too flippant in your references to stout old people. You should remember that even the stoutest of them may once have been thin.
No one had seen or heard him except some of the Dotropy ancestors who had "come over" with the Conqueror, and who gazed sternly from the walls. For, you see, being a family of note, the dining-room could not hold all the ancestors, so that some of them had to be accommodated in the library.
He went straight to the old abode of Mrs Dotropy, and, to his great satisfaction, found Ruth there. He also found young Dalton, which was not quite so much to his satisfaction, but Ruth soon put his mind at rest by saying "Oh!
While new and puzzling thoughts were thus chasing each other through the fisher-boy's brain Ruth Dotropy entered. "What! Billy Bright," she exclaimed in a tone of great satisfaction, hurrying forward and holding out her hand. "I'm so glad they have sent you. I would have asked them to send you, when I wrote, but thought you were at sea."
"I'm sorry for that, Mother, but meantime my head says that while it would be wrong in me to keep any secret about myself from you, I have no right to reveal the secrets of others. But about this chest has the banker sent for it yet?" "Mr Dalton!" exclaimed Ruth, with a sudden flush that might have indicated pleasure or annoyance. Mrs Dotropy, however, did not observe the flush, but continued
"Some of them are all that you say, no doubt, but there are many, even among the poorest of the poor, who are good-natured, well-doing, unsuspicious, and respectful, not only to the rich but also to each other and to everybody. There is Mrs Wolsey, for instance, she " "Oh! but she's an exception, you know," said Mrs Dotropy, "there are not many like Mrs Wolsey."
"That's him, sir," interrupted Joe; "it was Billy as was sent to Lun'on; by the wish of a Miss Ruth Pont-rap-me, or some such name. I never can remember it rightly, but she's awful fond o' the fisher-folks." "Ah, I know Miss Ruth Dotropy also," said the captain. "Strange that I should find this Billy that they're all so fond of in the new Evening Star.
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