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Further particulars may be looked for by the next mail." The list of the survivors followed, beginning with the officers in the order of their rank. They both read the list together. The first name was Captain Helding; the second was Lieutenant Crayford. There the wife's joy overpowered her. After a pause, she put her arm around Clara's waist, and spoke to her.
"Oh no." "You are not ill, you are not really affected by the heat and yet you turn as pale as ashes, and you are obliged to leave the quadrille! There must be some reason for this." "There is a reason. Captain Helding " "Captain Helding! What in the name of wonder has the captain to do with it?" "He told you something about the Atalanta.
Officers of the Wanderer and the Sea-mew, do you agree to that way of meeting the difficulty?" All the officers agreed, with the one exception of Wardour, who still kept silence. "Men of the Wanderer and Sea-mew, your officers agree to cast lots. Do you agree too?" The men agreed without a dissentient voice. Crayford handed the box and the dice to Captain Helding. "You throw first, sir.
A burst of cheering among the outer ranks of the crowd announced the arrival of the commander of the expedition on the scene. Captain Helding appeared, looking right and left for his first lieutenant. Finding Crayford with his wife, the captain made his apologies for interfering, with his best grace. "Give him up to his professional duties for one minute, Mrs.
"You are entirely mistaken," said Mrs. Crayford. "She is only here to-night to please me; and she is only dancing to please my husband. As a rule, she shuns all society. The doctor recommends change and amusement for her. She won't listen to him. Except on rare occasions like this, she persists in remaining at home." Captain Helding brightened at the allusion to the doctor.
Captain Helding was ready with his own practical remedy for this difficulty. "Encouragement is all she wants, ma'am. Take my word for it, this matter rests entirely with you. It's all in a nutshell. Encourage her to confide in you and she will confide." "I am waiting to encourage her, captain, until she is left alone with me after you have all sailed for the Arctic seas.
Wardour, on the point of going out, paused when the quartermaster made that reply. For a moment he considered with himself. Then he walked slowly back to the part of the room in which Frank was standing. Crayford, directing the quartermaster, pointed to the arched door way in the side of the hut. "I am sorry to hear of the accident," he said. "You will find Captain Helding in that room."
"Nothing," Wardour answered. "Go or stay, it's all one to me." "I hope you don't really mean that?" said Crayford. "I do." "I am sorry to hear it, Wardour." Captain Helding answered the general suggestion in favor of volunteering by a question which instantly checked the rising enthusiasm of the meeting. "Well," he said, "suppose we say volunteers. Who volunteers to stop in the huts?"
He neither spoke, nor offered his hand to anybody: he was the one person present who seemed to be perfectly indifferent to the fate in store for him. This was the man whom his brother officers had nicknamed the Bear of the Expedition. In other words Richard Wardour. Crayford advanced to welcome Captain Helding.
"Remember what I told you. I have heard every word of the conversation between Captain Helding and your husband. A man came to the captain this morning and volunteered to join the Wanderer. The captain has taken him. The man is Richard Wardour." "You don't mean it! Are you sure? Did you hear Captain Helding mention his name?" "No." "Then how do you know it's Richard Wardour?" "Don't ask me!
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