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"'You asked my name, said Robert Lovyes, turning to my mother. 'It is Crudge Jarvis Crudge. With that he went to his bed, but all night long I heard him pacing his room. "The next morning he complained of his long immersion in the sea, and certainly when he told his story to Mr. and Mrs.
I clanged at the bell and stumbled into the hall. "'Mrs. Lovyes! I choked the name out as she stepped from the parlour. "'Well? she asked. 'What is it? "'He is following Robert Lovyes! "She sprang rigid, as though I had whipped her across the face. Then, 'I knew it would come to this at the last, she said; and even as she spoke Robert Lovyes crossed the threshold.
Lovyes' wrist, 'where is the fellow to this? I gave it to you on the Gambia river, bidding you carry it to Molly as a sign that I would return. "I saw John's face harden and set at the sound of his brother's voice. He looked at his wife, and, since she now knew the truth, he took the bold course. "'I gave it to her, said he, 'as a token of your death; and, by God! she was worth the lie!
"It is the ledge cracking," said Mr. Wyeth, "and it cracks in the calmest weather." With that, he closed the window, and, lighting his pipe, resumed his story. "It was on that reef that Mr. Robert Lovyes was wrecked. The ship, he told us, was the schooner Waking Dawn, bound from Cardiff to Africa, and she had run into the fog about half-past three, when they were a mile short of the Seven Stones.
Lovyes walking along the strip of beach alone, and as I descended the hill-side, which is very deep in fern and heather, I came plump upon Jarvis Grudge, stretched full-length on the ground. He was watching Mrs. Lovyes with so greedy a concentration of his senses that he did not remark my approach. I asked him when he meant to enter his new house. "'I do not know that I ever shall, he replied.
Then, remembering me that all this while my own business waited, I continued on my way to Mr. Lovyes' house. It was a long building of a brownish granite, under Merchant's Point, at the northern extremity of Old Grimsey Harbour. Mr.
For even a clerk that sits all day conning his ledgers may now and again chance upon a record or name which will tickle his dull fancies with the suggestion of a story. Such a suggestion I had derived from the circumstances of Mr. Lovyes.
And then, in the thick of the talk, came the knock on the door a light rapping of the knuckles, such as one hears twenty times a day; but our minds were so primed with old wives' tales that it fairly shook us all. No one stirred, and the knocking was repeated. "Then the latch was lifted, and Robert Lovyes stepped in.
"The two men faced one another Robert smoothing his chin, John with his arms folded, and each as white and ugly with passion as the other. Robert turned to Mrs. Lovyes, who stood like a stone. "'You promised to wait, he said in a constrained voice. 'I escaped six years after my noble brother. "'Six years? she asked. 'Had you come back then you would have found me waiting.
Lovyes was sitting over his walnuts in the cheerless solitude of his dining-room a frail old gentleman, older than his years, which I took to be sixty or thereabouts, and with the air of a man in a decline. I unfolded my business forthwith, but I had not got far before he interrupted me. "There is a mistake," he said. "It is doubtless my brother Robert you are in search of.
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