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Updated: May 20, 2025
Something which caught her in a mighty grasp and crushed her soft face against a long, stiff beard. Laughing and crying together she put her arms about its neck and clung to it convulsively. "There, there, my lass!" said Captain Gething at last. "We only stopped you by a miracle," said Annis hysterically. "The Seamew is alongside, and why you wanted to run away again I don't know."
"I'm tired," she said softly "tired and disappointed." She hesitated a moment, and then before Wilson had quite made up his mind what to do, moved proudly away and knocked at the door of number five. It was opened after some delay by an untidy woman in crackers and a few other things, who having listened to the skipper's explanation, admitted Miss Gething to her father's room.
"There'll be no soap made out of old Cuddy," Gething interrupted him, "I'll ride him out up to the top of Break-Neck Hill and shoot him there. You'd better begin the trench by noon. When it's dug I'll take him to the top and " "But nobody's been on his back since your father said it was useless to try to make him over.
"When my husband is found," said the old lady, shaking her head sadly. "She won't marry till then." The skipper sat back in his chair, and pushing his plate from him, pondered over this latest piece of information. It seemed at first an excellent reason for not finding Captain Gething, but the idea had hardly occurred to him before he dismissed it as unworthy, and manfully resolved to do his best.
She held the other sleeve up for him and watched, with the satisfaction of a philanthropist, as he buttoned it up. Then she opened the door. "You'll give my respects to Mrs. Gething?" said the skipper. "Certainly. She'll be sorry she wasn't in. Are you staying here long?" "About three days." Annis pondered. "She's going out to-morrow," she said tentatively.
It was unfortunate for him in the sequel that Sam and the cook, who had started out for a quiet stroll, without any intention of looking for Captain Gething, or any nonsense of that kind, had witnessed the interview from a distance. By dint of hurrying they overtook the elderly man of sedate aspect, and by dint of cross-questioning, elicited the cause of Dick's sudden departure.
There was a succession of walls and fences and mad racing through fields when the horse plunged in his gait and frightened birds fluttered from the thicket and Gething hissed between his teeth as he always did when he felt a horse going strong beneath him. Then they came to a hill that rose out of green meadows. It was covered with dingy pine trees except the top that was bared like a tonsure.
"Captain Gething!" panted the cook at last, recovering his breath with an effort. "Round the corner." Almost as excited as the cook, the skipper sprang ashore and hurried along the quay with him, violently shaking off certain respectable citizens who sought to detain the cook, and ask him what he meant by it.
The other man said nothing, feeling possibly that the entrance of Miss Gething was sufficient refutation of the statement. He was also in anything but a talkative mood. "Mother not in?" said Miss Gething in surprise as she entered the room. "How good of you to wait, captain." "Oh, it's no trouble," said the skipper, who really thought that there was no credit due to him for his action.
Then he placed it carefully in his breast-pocket and rose to his feet. "And if I should happen to drop across him," he said slowly, "what might his name be?" "Gething," said the old lady, "Captain Gething.
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