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Updated: June 5, 2025
"And now west." Slowly, point by point, as she entered the lagoon, the PYRENEES described the circle that put her before the wind; and point by point, with all the calm certitude of a thousand years of time to spare, McCoy chanted the changing course. "Another point, Captain." "A point it is." Captain Davenport whirled several spokes over, suddenly reversing and coming back one to check her.
Nevertheless he departed next day for Boston on the three o'clock express, arriving in Boston at eight, although he might as well have taken a later train, for it was certain that neither Sternberg, Bloom, nor McCoy would be apt to remain in their offices until that hour of night.
Shaking his head weakly at Aunt Mary's question if anything was wrong, McCoy turned slowly and walked down the path. Everything was wrong. Dick had ditched him for Gregory. They'd framed it to get him out of the way. Well, it was a cinch he wouldn't butt in. His reflections were cut short by the sight of a white figure walking toward him. "Hello, Jack. What's the matter?" McCoy stared.
It occurred to me, since I did not care to attend Krebs's meetings, to ask my confidential stenographer, Miss McCoy, to go to Turner's Hall and take down one of his speeches verbatim. Miss McCoy had never intruded on me her own views, and I took for granted that they coincided with my own. "I'd like to get an accurate record of what he is saying," I told her. "Do you mind going?"
Then he began: "I'm going to organize my business on a cooperative basis, make my employees partners, pay them a graduated minimum wage and a share in the profits which will be held back as a bonus to make it worth their while to stick with me during the season." "And McCoy thought it wouldn't work?" "Yes." "Neither do I." "Why not?"
Captain Davenport had his blankets brought up and spread on top the house. "I've forgotten what sleep is," he explained to McCoy. "I'm all in. But give me a call at any time you think necessary." At three in the morning he was aroused by a gentle tugging at his arm. He sat up quickly, bracing himself against the skylight, stupid yet from his heavy sleep.
When the short period of probation was past, Charlie Christian became the happy husband of the girl whom he had all but worshipped from the earliest rememberable days of infancy, and Dan McCoy was united to Sarah Quintal. As in the first case of marriage, Otaheitan Sall was older than her husband; but in her case the difference was so slight as scarcely to be worth mentioning.
Here the ship lay part of May, all of June, and most of July, taking in freight for Philadelphia, as it offered. This gave our people a good deal of spare time, and we were allowed to go ashore whenever we were not wanted. Cooper now took me in tow, and many a drift I had with him and Dan McCoy up to St. Paul's, the parks, palaces, and the Abbey.
Beside Clara, Rose McCoy looked dowdy and commonplace. Hugh went to the rear of his shop to where there was a water-tap and washed his hands. Then he went to a bench and tried to take up the work he had been doing. Within five minutes he went to wash his hands again.
"Yes, now I think of it, I'll go by land." "I think, also," continued Adams, without noticing Charlie's remark, "that some one said Bessy Mills was going by water." "You're all wrong, Charlie, about the land road," said Matt Quintal; "the water is far better. I shall go by water." "Dan'l, my lad," said Adams, addressing young McCoy, "which way did you say you'd go?"
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