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After this excitement the saluting party returned to their occupation, and the stuffing and sewing were soon afterwards finished, when Fairway harnessed a horse, wrapped up the cumbrous present, and drove off with it in the cart to Venn's house at Stickleford.
"I'll crack thy numskull for thee, you mandy chap!" said Mrs. Nunsuch, as she helplessly danced round with him, her feet playing like drumsticks among the sparks. "My ankles were all in a fever before, from walking through that prickly furze, and now you must make 'em worse with these vlankers!" The vagary of Timothy Fairway was infectious.
There wasn't room for more than one set of wheels at a time in most of the streets we tore through, but a camel tried to share one fairway with us and had the worst of it; he cannoned off into an alley 'hime end first, and we could hear him bellowing with rage a block away. And our manner of stopping was like our progress, prompt.
Either the precious cargo must be brought safely into port or the derelict must be sunk and the fairway cleared. The question was how to proceed? The unwritten laws of social usage would hardly permit him to carry the Pixley mansion by assault and insist on seeing Miss Brandt. Besides, that might expose her to annoyance, and that he would not upon any consideration.
The speaker looked round upon the bystanders, now drawing closer to hear him, with his lips gathered tighter than ever in the rigorousness of his descriptive moderation. "'Tis a serious job to have things happen to 'ee there," said a woman behind. "'Ye are to declare it, was the parson's words," Fairway continued. "And then up stood a woman at my side a-touching of me.
At the time when the man-of-war's boat rowed alongside of the little jetty of Fairway, an interesting couple chanced to be seated in a bower at the back of a very small but particularly neat cottage near the shore. The bower was in keeping with its surroundings, being the half of an old boat set up on end.
"Ay," said Grandfer Cantle, somewhat subdued in spirit; "and yet his mother cried for scores of hours when 'a was a boy, for fear he should outgrow hisself and go for a soldier." "Well, there's many just as bad as he." said Fairway. "Wethers must live their time as well as other sheep, poor soul." "So perhaps I shall rub on? Ought I to be afeared o' nights, Master Fairway?"
"What's the rights of the matter about 'em? You ought to know, being an understanding man." "But a little rakish, hey? I own to it. Master Cantle is that, or he's nothing. Yet 'tis a gay fault, neighbour Fairway, that age will cure." "I heard that they were coming home to-night. By this time they must have come. What besides?" "The next thing is for us to go and wish 'em joy, I suppose?"
He took one glance, and turned aimlessly away towards a chair. Then down the nave he saw Miss Schlegel and her brother. They stood in the fairway of passengers, and their faces were extremely grave. He was perfectly certain that they were in trouble about their sister. Once outside and he fled immediately he wished that he had spoken to them. What was his life?
Yet on that occasion I lowered the eighteen holes record for the course. Altogether I beat most of the records of the courses during my tour. Yet the weather was so bad just then, and the clay greens were in such a state of puddle, that temporary greens had to be made on the fairway. I won my first match by nine up with eight to play.
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