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"You must walk on this side, and be respectful. Of course it is only Pretend, you know," she added, with a quick consciousness of Frere's conceit. "Now then, the Queen goes down to the Seashore surrounded by her Nymphs! There is no occasion to laugh, Mr. Frere. Of course, Nymphs are very different from you, but then we can't help that."
I expect there have been in this case, for he changed the subject abruptly, as his wife came in. Is it possible that these two creatures the notable disciplinarian and the wife of the assigned servant could have been more than friends in youth? Quite possible. He is the sort of man for gross amours. Perhaps some such story as this may account in part for Mrs. Frere's sad looks.
"I asked," said Meekin, "because some friends of mine were thinking of coming." "And who may they be?" "Do you know Captain Frere?" "Frere! I should say so!" returned Burgess, with a laugh, modelled upon Maurice Frere's own. "I was quartered with him at Sarah Island. So he's a friend of yours, eh?" "I had the pleasure of meeting him in society. He is just married, you know."
What with the excitement and the change, as it were, into another life such as he had only read of in books, Frank Frere's was a very poor night's rest, so that after dozing off and waking again and again, hot, feverish, and uncomfortable, he was not sorry to see the first signs of dawn peering through his blinds.
Despite Frere's exposure of his cryptograph, he had won the confidence of Meekin; and into that worthy creature's ear he poured a strange and sad story. He was the son, he said, of a clergyman of the Church of England, whose real name, such was his reverence for the cloth, should never pass his lips. He was transported for a forgery which he did not commit.
"I hope not," said the victim of the "system". "I want to rest to rest, and never to be disturbed again." His "spirit" was broken enough by this time. Yet he had resolution enough to refuse Frere's repeated offers. "I'll never 'jump' it," he said to North, "if they cut me in half first." North pityingly implored the stubborn mind to have mercy on the lacerated body, but without effect.
"You are," returned Sylvia, frankly, "but let's shake hands, and be friends. It's no use quarrelling when there are only four of us, is it?" And in this way was Rufus Dawes admitted a member of the family circle. Within a week from the night on which he had seen the smoke of Frere's fire, the convict had recovered his strength, and had become an important personage.
He sent out the nurse attendant on her. Doctor Winchester told me afterward that Nurse Kennedy, though she was ignorant of later matters, gave full and satisfactory answers to all Doctor Frere's questions relating to her patient up to the time she became unconscious.
I haven't seen her for years, and don't know what she may be like now, but in the days when I knew her she was just what you describe." It was on the tip of my tongue to say that I had met her, but I don't know what induced me to be silent. There are passages in the lives of men of Captain Frere's complexion, which don't bear descanting on.
Vickers and Sylvia. Frere muttered an oath of relief when he saw this white bundle. He had feared that the child was injured. By the direction of Rex the whale-boat was brought alongside the jolly-boat, and Cheshire and Lesly boarded her. Lesly then gave his musket to Rex, and bound Frere's hands behind him, in the same manner as had been done for Bates.
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