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He was a native policeman who had been captured on the coast when in discharge of his duties. Many others had been taken by the same pirates at different times, and among them an English gentleman named Hazlit, with his daughter and a lady friend.
After these the male passengers commenced to go ashore. A few of the older men were sent first. Among them was Mr Hazlit.
It is to be presumed that he wished them to be there without the benefit of diving-dresses! "It is curious, however," continued Mr Hazlit, "that I had been thinking this very morning about making inquiries after a diver, one whom I have frequently heard spoken of as an exceedingly able and respectable man Balding or Bolding or some such name, I think." "Oh!
At that moment Mr Hazlit walked up the path, and accosted Joe. "Ah, you want to see my son-in-law? He had not yet returned. I expect him, however, to-day. Perhaps, if you call in the afternoon, or to-morrow morning, you may " He was interrupted by the sound of wheels. Next moment a carriage dashed round the corner of the garden wall, and drew up in front of the house.
Mr John Timms dwelt in a back lane which wriggled out of a back street as if it were anxious to find something still further back into which to back itself. He had been in better circumstances and in a better part of the town when Mr Hazlit had employed him. At the time of the rich merchant's failure, the house of Timms had been in a shaky condition.
Not a little amused by this free-and-easy invitation, Mr Hazlit entered a small apartment, which surprised him by its clean and tidy appearance.
It is strange and illustrative of the occasional perversity of human reasoning that Mr Hazlit did not perceive that he himself had given the diver cause to judge him, Mr Hazlit, very harshly, and the worst of it was that Maxwell did, in his wrath, extend his opinion of the merchant to the entire class to which he belonged, expressing a deep undertoned hope that the "whole bilin' of 'em" might end their days in a place where he spent many of his own, namely, at the bottom of the sea.
"Well," replied Edgar, "some allowance ought to be made for a lover's anxiety to know how matters stood, and I fully intended to follow up my letter to her with one to you; but I confess that I did wrong " "No, sir, no," cried Mr Hazlit, abruptly starting up and grasping Edgar's hand, which he shook violently, "you did not do wrong. You did quite right, sir.
His hard knuckles met the panel of the door, in which they left an indelible print, and at the same time sent a sound like a distant cannon shot into the library. "I'm afraid I have been a little too sharp with him," said Mr Hazlit, assisting his daughter to replace the jewels. Aileen agreed with him, but as nothing could induce her to condemn her father with her lips she made no reply.
Suddenly espying a heavy pole, or species of war-club, which lay in a corner, he seized it and whirled it round his head as if he had been trained to such arms from childhood. Just then a second salvo shook the very earth. Mr Hazlit sprang out of the hut, shouted, "To the rescue!
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