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I was going to ask you to join us in the cabin, to meet the gentlemen; but that will do another time. Yes, of course, Lynton, and I wish you a pleasant evening; but no nonsense: I sail at the time I told you." "And if I'm not back you'll sail without me?" "That's right." "No fear, sir," said the mate. "I know there isn't, my lad, or I should have said no.
As a matter of course, everyone who remained on shore was provided with weapons, and they all sat together chatting till the fire gradually died out and the sailors stretched their limbs with a grunt of satisfaction upon the soft dry sand which formed the floor of the cave. "What do you say to a quiet smoke on the shelf outside, Lynton?" said Briscoe.
We were married eleven mouths since, and I have been so happy since then that it has seemed to me but a single day. My beautiful young wife was frightened at the bold step we had taken, but I soothed her. I did not take her home to Wood Lynton, but, laying aside all the trappings of wealth and title, we have traveled from place to place as Mr. and Mrs. Charlewood, enjoying our long honeymoon.
Lynton was busying himself with the tackle as they sailed on, when Brace turned to him and said: "You don't expect to catch anything with that great drag-hook, do you?" And he laughed at the large triangle hanging beneath a huge spoon, and furnished with a double arrangement of swivels. "Indeed, but I do," was the reply. "Here, catch hold of the tiller, my lad. Steady. A little slower now."
Margaret answered quickly. "She is like her; but, to my mind, she is a thousand times fairer." They reached the principal hotel at Lynton, and Lord Mountdean called hastily for a carriage. Not a moment was to be lost time pressed. "You know the way," he said to Margaret, "will you direct the driver?"
They've a lot to learn before they grow shy of an artificial bait. Think that lead will be heavy enough?" "Yes, quite enough to scare away a shark. What nonsense! I should put on something small and light. We're not at sea." "I know that, sir; but just you wait a bit and see. Ease off that sheet a little more, Dan," cried Lynton. "That's better. I say, we're opening up into quite a lake."
"I don't want any thinking, sir," said Lynton frankly. "Yes, it's right enough. Pull, my lads, a good steady stroke, one that you can keep up for a month. Swing that sail over. That's right. Now we're off on the other tack."
It runs rapidly over the rocks, and, when at last seeking the sea, the little stream manages to escape out of the hills that have so long encompassed it, we again find coupled together an upper and a lower town Lynton, perched hundreds of feet above on the crags, and Lynmouth, down by the water's edge, both in grandly picturesque locations.
In another few seconds the stream was alive with fish of all sizes, making the river boil as they gathered up every scrap, and greedily drank in the blood, while it was evident that the wounded monster was being savagely attacked and devoured alive by an ever-increasing shoal. "Look: just look!" cried Lynton.
A quarter of an hour after the meal was finished, Lynton, Dan, and four of the sailors, with their faces full of sunshine, had taken their seats in a boat which had been lowered, while the men left on board looked down at them as if through clouds. "I hope you will be careful, my lad," said Sir Humphrey. "You may trust me, Free; I shall not do anything rash," said Brace, laughing.
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