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"Well, well, Betsey, one that is in want of neither food nor raiment, cannot be said to be in great suffering, after all; and I am glad that thou art so much at ease. Dr. Etherington tells me thou art far from being well bodily, however, and I am come expressly to see if I can order anything that will help to make thee more easy." "Mr. Goldencalf, you can.
Montresor said I had better go home, but Etherington asked if I wanted my bottle and nurse; and so at last, partly from pride and partly out of curiosity to see this other Wynne, I said I would remain long enough to welcome the gentleman and take a social glass. When we entered the room upstairs, I found a supper of cold meats and, as usual, punch and liquors.
"You are said to have received a much larger sum than that with the late Mrs. Goldencalf," the divine observed, not without reproof in his voice. "Ah, dear sir, I need not tell you what vulgar rumor is but I shall not undermine my own credit; and we will change the subject. My object, Dr. Etherington, was merely to do justice.
Goldencalf," she anxiously resumed, "to receive your solemn promise to commit the education of our boy to Dr. Etherington you know his worth, and must have full confidence in such a man." "Nothing would give me greater satisfaction, my dear Betsey; and if Dr.
Leaning heavily on Captain Small's shoulder, I threw on the table the last gold joe my aunt had given me with her final lesson in morals. "Best in three, Etherington." "Take it," he cried. I threw double sixes, he threes, and I deuce ace. Then he cast some numbers as good. Certainly the devil meant to have me. I threw a third time; a six and a five turned up, and he an ace and a four. I had won.
"She was a good woman, Mr. Goldencalf." "And a good wife, Dr. Etherington." "I have always believed her to be a good wife, sir." "Faithful, obedient, and frugal." "Three qualities that are of much practical use in the affairs of this world." "I shall never marry again, sir." The divine bowed. "Nay, I never could find such another match!"
Suddenly the ball was thrown near the open gate and behind the two officers. The Indians pretending to rush for the ball instantly encircled and seized Etherington and Leslie, and crowded their way into the fort, where the squaws supplied them with tomahawks and hatchets, which they had carried in, hidden under their blankets.
Etherington and a well-known trader of the West, Alexander Henry, eventually escaped, after having been on several occasions on the point of death.
Suddenly, when the game was most hotly contested, the ball was violently driven in the direction of the pickets of the fort. A crowd of the savage players tumultuously followed the ball, and in a moment were inside the fort where they snatched weapons from the squaws. One officer and several soldiers were instantly killed, but Etherington and the remainder of the garrison were taken prisoners.
"You are going to see an angel, Sir John." "How! Do you know anything of Miss Etherington?" "I should be as blind as an old bumboat else. During our late v'y'ge, I saw her often." "This is strange! But there is evidently something on your mind, my friend; speak freely." "Well, then, Sir John, talk of anything but of our v'y'ge, to the dear crittur.
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