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Meekin did so, and any suspicions he may have had were at once disarmed. He was ignorant of the fact that the pious letter contained a private one intended for John Rex only, which letter John Rex thought so highly of, that, having read it twice through most attentively, he ate it. The plan of escape was after all a simple one.
Meekin was terribly frightened at the fact that so dangerous a monster should be roaming at large within reach of his own saintly person. Sylvia had shown symptoms of nervous terror, none the less injurious because carefully repressed; and Captain Maurice Frere was a prey to the most cruel anxiety.
"I am the chaplain," returned Meekin, with dignity, as who should say "none of your brandy-drinking, pea-jacketed Norths, but a Respectable chaplain who is the friend of a Bishop!" "I thought that Mr. North was " "Mr. North has left, sir," said Meekin, dryly, "but I will hear what you have to say. There is no occasion to go, constable; wait outside the door."
Meekin?" said Sylvia, putting out one of her small hands, and looking straight at him. "Papa will be in directly." "His daughter more than compensates for his absence, my dear Miss Vickers." "I don't like flattery, Mr. Meekin, so don't use it. At least," she added, with a delicious frankness, that seemed born of her very brightness and beauty, "not that sort of flattery.
The letter was a model of composition in one way. It stated everything clearly and succinctly. Not a detail that could assist was omitted not a line that could embarrass was suffered to remain. John Rex's scheme of six months' deliberation was set down in the clearest possible manner. He brought his letter unsealed to Meekin. Meekin looked at it with an interest that was half suspicion.
Meekin. "And so the young lady doesn't know anything about it?" "Only what she has been told, of course, poor dear. She's engaged to Captain Frere." "Really! To the man who saved her. How charming quite a romance!" "Isn't it? Everybody says so. And Captain Frere's so much older than she is." "But her girlish love clings to her heroic protector," said Meekin, mildly poetical.
"Do you believe that there is a God, Mr. Meekin?" "Abandoned sinner! Do you insult a clergyman by such a question?" "Because I think sometimes that if there is, He must often be dissatisfied at the way things are done here," said Dawes, half to himself. "I can listen to no mutinous observations, prisoner," said Meekin. "Do not add blasphemy to your other crimes.
"Griffith whispered to Meekin, the last time Bernard was up, 'Mind what I say, he is no better than a fool; and Meekin passed the same words to Price, and then it was a settled thing with these three boys, that Bernard Low was a fool, and a very proper person to play any fun upon.
He asked for the chaplain. Rufus Dawes, half ashamed of himself for his request, waited a long morning, and then saw, respectfully ushered into his cell as his soul's physician Meekin. "Well, my good man," said Meekin, soothingly, "so you wanted to see me." "I asked for the chaplain," said Rufus Dawes, his anger with himself growing apace.
"Captain Frere takes a deep interest in all relating to convict discipline," went on Meekin, unheeding the interruption, "and is anxious that Mrs. Frere should see this place." "Yes, one oughtn't to leave the colony without seeing it," says Burgess; "it's worth seeing." "So Captain Frere thinks. A romantic story, Captain Burgess. He saved her life, you know."
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