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Updated: June 18, 2025
As Pen-zephyr and all its environing scenes disappeared behind Mousehole and St Clement's Isle, Baptista's ephemeral, meteor-like husband impressed her yet more as a fantasy. She was still in such a trance-like state that she had been an hour on the little packet-boat before she became aware of the agitating fact that Mr Heddegan was on board with her.
Perhaps it would not be too much to say that, although she was going to do the critical deed of her life quite willingly, she experienced an indefinable relief at the postponement of her meeting with Heddegan.
That would have been of less importance but for the fact that the wedding witnessed by this personage had not been the wedding with Mr. Heddegan, but the one on the day previous. 'I've had a misfortune since then, that's pulled me under, continued her friend. 'But don't let me damp yer wedded joy by naming the particulars.
Next day, when the steamer came in, Baptista saw her husband rush down to meet it; and soon after there appeared at her door four tall, hipless, shoulderless girls, dwindling in height and size from the eldest to the youngest, like a row of Pan pipes; at the head of them standing Heddegan.
'Perhaps that's because I am in it. 'O no, it isn't. But I am going to enter on another life altogether. I am going to be married next week to Mr. David Heddegan. The young man fortified as he was by a natural cynical pride and passionateness winced at this unexpected reply, notwithstanding. 'Who is Mr. David Heddegan? he asked, as indifferently as lay in his power.
Well, there he is we can see for ourselves. David Heddegan had, indeed, just shown himself at the upper end of the garden; and the glazier, looking in bewilderment from the husband to the wife, saw the latter turn pale.
Her anxiety for the hour of departure, and to cope at once with the approaching incidents that she would have to manipulate as best she could, sent her into a reverie. It was now Tuesday; she would reach home in the evening a very late time they would say; but, as the delay was a pure accident, they would deem her marriage to Mr. Heddegan to-morrow still practicable.
I should think your affection not worth the having unless you agreed to come back with me to Trufal this evening, where we could be married by licence on Monday morning. And then no Mr. David Heddegan or anybody else could get you away from me. 'I must go home by the Tuesday boat, she faltered. 'What would they think if I did not come? 'You could go home by that boat just the same.
As Mr Heddegan was older than herself, she said, she was to be married in her ordinary summer bonnet and grey silk frock, and there were no preparations to make that had not been amply made by her parents and intended husband. In due time, after a hot and tedious journey, she reached Pen-zephyr.
Heddegan heartily, as if he too were weary of his brief honeymoon. 'I must be into business again on Monday morning at latest. They left by the next morning steamer, and in the afternoon took up their residence in their own house at Giant's Town. The hour that she reached the island it was as if a material weight had been removed from Baptista's shoulders.
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