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If he could have helped it, he would have kept silence till Kinraid spoke first; but he could no longer endure the sailors' nudges, and winks, and jests among themselves. 'Tell Sylvia, said Kinraid 'There's a smart name for a sweetheart, exclaimed one of the men; but Kinraid went straight on, 'What yo've seen; how I've been pressed by this cursed gang. 'Civil words, messmate, if you please.
'I've not gone fra' home for nought; I'se picked up a measter on my travels, leastways one as is to be. 'Charley Kinraid, said Sylvia smiling, as she found that now she might reveal Molly's secret, which hitherto she had kept sacred. 'Charley Kinraid be hung! said Molly, with a toss of her head. 'Whatten good's a husband who's at sea half t' year?
It was always of Kinraid's return; Kinraid was full of life in Philip's dream, though in his waking hours he could and did convince himself by all the laws of probability that his rival was dead. He never remembered the exact sequence of events in that terrible dream after he had roused himself, with a fight and a struggle, from his feverish slumbers.
'And Kinraid? said Sylvia, drawing a long breath, after the effort of realizing it all; her cheeks had flushed up, and her eyes had glittered during the progress of the tale. 'Oh! he'll do. He'll not die. Life's stuff is in him yet.
No! now Kinraid was dead and drowned, and it was a bad job, and the sooner it could be forgotten the better for all parties; and it was well no one knew how far it had gone with Sylvia, especially now since Bessy Corney was crying her eyes out as if he had been engaged to her.
She'll be off to Yesterbarrow t' see if she'd get a settin' o' their eggs; her grey speckled hen is cluckin', and nought 'll serve our Sylvia but their eggs to set her upon. But, for a' that, she mayn't be gone yet. Best go on and see for thysel'. So they parted; but Philip had not gone many steps before his uncle called him back, Kinraid slowly loitering on meanwhile.
T' captain put off sailing for two or three days, that he might ha' that much law; but when he heard as Kinraid were not at Corneys', but had left 'em a'most on to a week, he went off to them Northern seas wi' t' next best specksioneer he could find.
Although Charley Kinraid was not the bridegroom, Sylvia's promise to be bridesmaid was claimed. But the friendship brought on by the circumstances of neighbourhood and parity of age had become very much weakened in the time that elapsed between Molly's engagement and wedding.
It's a girl's fancy just a kind o' calf-love; let it go by; and it's well for her he's dead, though it's hard to say so on a drowned man. 'Drowned! said Philip. 'How do yo' know? half hoping that the poor drenched swollen body might have been found, and thus all questions and dilemmas solved. Kinraid might have struggled overboard with ropes or handcuffs on, and so have been drowned.
Did Kinraid mean that he was going away really and entirely, or did he not? Was he Molly Corney's sweetheart, or was he not? When she had argued herself into certainty on one side, she suddenly wheeled about, and was just of the opposite opinion.
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