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Though he was only six years old, Hadrian had a subtle, jeering look on his face when he regarded the three young women. They insisted he should address them as Cousin: Cousin Flora, Cousin Matilda, Cousin Emmie. He complied, but there seemed a mockery in his tone. The girls, however, were kind-hearted by nature. Flora married and left home.
'He's not going to have it. The guttersnipe! An amused look came on her father's face. 'You hear that, Hadrian, he said. 'I didn't offer to marry Cousin Matilda for the money, said Hadrian, flushing and moving on his seat. Matilda looked at him slowly, with her dark-blue, drugged eyes. He seemed a strange little monster to her. 'Why, you liar, you know you did, cried Emmie.
She reckoned the sensitive skin near the elbow was worth forty thermometers. Emmie was chiefly an audience. Mrs Blackshaw had engaged her as a nurse, but she could have taught a nigger-boy to do all that she allowed the nurse to do. During the bath Mrs Blackshaw and Emmie hated and scorned each other, despite their joy.
He had gathered enough courage to ask her her name. "Have another?" pleaded Gordon. "No; let us try the lively thing over there. These boats do make me feel so funny-like." The merry-go-round was just stopping. There was a rush for the horses. Gordon leapt on one, and leaning down caught Emmie up and sat her in front of him; she lay back in his arms in a languor of satisfied excitement.
'Matilda don't bother. Let him have everything, we can look after ourselves. 'I know he'll take everything, said Matilda, abstractedly. Hadrian did not answer. He knew in fact that if Matilda refused him he would take everything, and go off with it. 'A clever little mannie ! said Emmie, with a jeering grimace. The father laughed noiselessly to himself. But he was tired....
"No, not so much that, as the fact that she told Niven last night that her name is Emmie." "That's not Emma," said Gildart. "It is what I used to call my sister, however; and besides that there is a seaman named Stephen Gaff, who, I find, has turned up somewhat suddenly and unaccountably last night from Australia.
'He thinks a rare lot of himself! she whispered. 'He's somebody, he is! said Emmie with contempt. 'He thinks there's too much difference between masters and men, over here, said Matilda. 'Is it any different in Canada? asked Emmie. 'Oh, yes democratic, replied Matilda, 'He thinks they're all on a level over there. 'Ay, well he's over here now, said Emmie dryly, 'so he can keep his place.
As they talked they saw the young man sauntering down the garden, looking casually at the flowers. He had his hands in his pockets, and his soldier's cap neatly on his head. He looked quite at his ease, as if in possession. The two women, fluttered, watched him through the window. 'We know what he's come for, said Emmie, churlishly. Matilda looked a long time at the neat khaki figure.
"Not exactly," replied Kenneth, with a sad smile, "nevertheless he would not find it difficult to dispose of her in some other way; in fact, he has already spoken of sending her to the workhouse." "You don't say so, sir?" "Indeed I do, but keep your mind easy, Gaff, for, without telling my father who little Emmie is, I will see to it that she is properly cared for."
Georgianna returned to announce: "It's Miss Dawes. She says she wants to see you, Cap'n. She's in the settin' room." The captain drew a long breath. Then, repeating his command to Emmie to stay where she was, he left the room, closing the door behind him. The latter procedure roused Bos'n's indignation. "What made him do that?" she demanded. "I haven't been bad. He NEVER shut me up before!"
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