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And there under the gray sky, with the bleak wind blowing, and the ship tossing on the ugly short chop of the river, they took their parting look at the English shore, with but one friendly face to watch them away, and that the ginger-whiskered face of Captain Hammond.
Denson, a large woman who narrowly escaped being ginger-whiskered like her husband, beamed upon them from the doorway. "Come right on in! Louise, here's comp'ny! The house is all tore up we been tryin' t' clean house a little. Lay off yer things an' I'll git yuh some dinner right away. I'm awful glad yuh come over I do hate t' see folks stand on cer'mony out here where neighbors is so skurce.
She and Lord Ernest kept up a brilliant wordy war. He sat like a silent fool like an imbecile, he said to himself, glowering malignantly. He was madly in love, and he was furiously jealous. What business had this ginger-whiskered young lordling interloping here? And how disgustingly self-assured and at home he was! He tried to talk to the captain, but it was a miserable failure.
The Countess is all right, and she certainly can cook! I admit she talks consider'ble " Chip laughed grimly, and the Old Man subsided. At the house a small, ginger-whiskered man came down to the gate to greet them. "Why, how de-do! I couldn't make out who 't was comin', but Mary, she up an' rek'nized the horses. Git right out an' come on in!
She was surrounded immediately by sundry "ginger-whiskered fellows," otherwise the officers from Montreal, and lost to the housekeeper's view. The house-warming was a success. Somewhere in the big, busy world perhaps, crime, and misery, and shame, and sorrow, and starvation, and all the catalogue of earthly horrors, were rife, but not at Danton Hall.
"Ever since I've been on this ship you've been trying to aggravate me. I wonder the men don't hit you, you nasty, ginger-whiskered little man." "Go on with your work," said the skipper, fondly stroking the maligned whiskers. "Don't you talk to me, Jim Harris," said Mrs. Blossom, quivering with wrath. "Don't you give ME none of your airs.
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