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Updated: June 3, 2025
"Now, Kathy, you must let me pull," said Nigel, pushing out the sculls, "for although the captain tells me you are very good at rowing, it would never do for a man, you know, to sit lazily down and let himself be rowed by a girl." "Very well," said Kathy, with a quiet and most contented smile, for she had not yet reached the self-conscious age at least, as ages go in the Cocos-Keeling Islands!
She returned immediately with several nuts divested of their thick outer covering, and in the condition with which we are familiar in England. Some of them were already broken, so that they had nothing to do but sit down to lunch. "Here is one," said Kathy, handing a nut to Nigel, "that has got no meat yet in it only milk. Bore a hole in it and drink, but see you bore in the right hole."
Kathy had been so many years in the house that she knew exactly how things ought to be. Everyone sat down now and Uncle Philip was amusingly talking.
The boys and girls soon hauled the captain down on a seat and began to urge him to tell them stories, using a style of English that was by no means equal to that of the mother. "Stop, stop, let me see sister Kathy first. I can't begin without her. Where is she?" "Somewhere, I s'pose," said the eldest boy. "No doubt of that. Go fetch her," returned the captain.
"Flowers, me leddy? that's what I did fer his Riverence, indoors and out, and dressed them fer the shows, mem, and not few's the prize money we took. His Riverence, he called a rose for Kathy, that is to say Kathleen; 'twas that big 'twould hide yer face. Flowers, is it? Well, I don't know!"
Stooping swiftly as he spoke, he dipped his arm into the water, and actually did grasp the fish by its tail, but dropped it again instantly to the shrieking delight of the urchin and Kathy, for the tail was armed with a series of sharp spines which ran into his hand like lancets. This was an appropriate conclusion to a day that would have been otherwise too enjoyable.
"He is right in that," said Mrs Holbein, "and we must be just as careful not to raise false hopes in dear little Kathy. As your son says, it may be a mistake after all. We must not open our lips to her about it." "Right you are, madam," returned the captain.
"You have not hurt me," returned Kathy in a low voice, as she resumed her work, "but what you say calls back to me my father was very fond of shells." She stopped, and Nigel, blaming himself for having inadvertently touched some tender chord, hastened, somewhat clumsily, to change the subject. "You draw landscape also, I doubt not?" "Oh yes plenty.
Nobody knows where I am, not even Apollonie," Mäzli began to explain. "I only ran away because Apollonie had to tell Mr. Trius so many things and I wanted to see the mignonette. I am visiting Apollonie because mama has to nurse Leonore, who is ill and can't come down. Because I don't obey Kathy very well and she has to cook, I spend the days with Apollonie. Oh, here he comes!"
"Now, we go ashore here," said Kathy, turning the boat, with a prompt backwater of the left scull, and a vigorous pull of the right one, into a little cove just big enough to hold it.
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