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Updated: June 21, 2025
This tale was a delicious tidbit for Didama and the "daily advertisers," but, after all, it was a mere side dish compared to Mr. Ellery's astonishing behavior. That he, the minister of the Regular church, should risk his life, risk dying of the smallpox, to help a stranger and a common sailor, was incomprehensible. Didama, at least, could not understand it, and said so.
His ruddy face was actually beaming. He held out his hand, seized the minister's, and shook it. "Good morning, Mr. Ellery," he said. "It's a glorious day. Yes, sir, a bully day. Hey? isn't it?" Ellery's answer was a question. "Doctor," he said, "why have Mrs. Coffin and and Miss Van Horne gone? Has anything happened? I know something has, and you must tell me what.
The brig, as she rolled and jerked at her anchor rope, was dirty and unkempt from stem to stern. To Ellery's mind she made a lonesome picture, even under the clear, winter sky and bright sunshine. Thoph led the way aft. The cabin companion door was open and they peered down. "Phew!" sniffed Burgess. "She ain't no cologne bottle, is she? Well, come on below and let's see what'll we see."
The girl turned slowly from her amused survey of Dick to study Ellery's face, which showed his discomfort in its flush. If a girl so gentle could feel scorn, Ellery would have thought he detected a touch of it. Certainly there was a hint of grieved surprise as she spoke, with her eyes still fixed on Norris. "I'm very sorry, Dick," she said humbly. "I didn't mean to be prying.
Goin' callin', be you?" "No." "Hum! Queer weather for a walk, I call it. Won't be many out to-night, except Come-Outers goin' to holler their lungs loose at prayer meetin'. He, he! You ain't turned Come-Outer, have you, Mr. Ellery? You've headed right for the chapel." Ellery's reply was hurried and a bit confused. He said good night and went on.
I really didn't understand the matter before. Don't get so excited, Norris." He spoke quietly, but without meeting his friend's eyes, and Ellery's heart sank. "I don't know what it means, Dick," he said bitterly, "but it seems to me that, like Lucifer, you've been falling from dawn to dewy eve, and now you are likely to consort with the devils in the pit.
Well, we'll send help quick as the Lord'll let us. By the Almighty!" he added, in a sudden burst, "you've got more spunk than I have yes, or anybody I ever come across. I'll say that for you, if you are a parson. Give way, fellers." The oars dipped, bent, and the dory moved off. The sound of the creaking thole pins shot a chill through Ellery's veins.
Rogers and Lavinia Pepper had ceased to criticise, except as pertained to unimportant incidentals, and were now among the loudest of the praise chanters. And as Captain Zeb Mayo said: "When Didama and Laviny stops fault-findin', the millennium's so nigh port a feller ought to be overhaulin' his saint uniform." But what worried Mrs. Coffin was John Ellery's personal appearance and behavior.
Sir Richard looked at it, pished and pshawed, said he had never held John Ellery's wits in much account, and declared that my instructions were a clear proof of his feeble mindedness.
A rumble of wheels outside brought him out of this particular by-path into the highway. "What a dispensation that the mater didn't come home in the middle of it!" he said with a sigh of satisfaction. According to his promise, Dick presented himself at Ellery's office on the next afternoon. He wore a brisk and moving air. "Miss Quincy is not here to-day," Norris said without looking up.
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