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"That was my mother's name," she said, with a little laugh. "I thought you knew it. But perhaps you didn't. When I got my divorce from Dick you didn't know that either, I suppose; it's three months ago, I didn't care to take my maiden name again; too many people remembered it. So after the decree was made I called myself Mrs. Merrydew. You had disappeared. They said you had gone East."
"Because the James and Elizabeth is lying at this moment in Falmouth Harbour, and her captain is down at the 'Lugger." Thereupon I told how I had met with Captain Antonius Merrydew. Nay, more, for my heart ached for confidence, I recounted the whole story of my meeting with John Railton, and the struggle upon Dead Man's Rock.
But he was still more relieved and gratified to hear, a few days later, of the marriage of Mrs. Merrydew with Louis Sylvester. If, to the general surprise and comment it excited, he contributed only a smile of cynical toleration and superior self-complacency, the reader will understand and not blame him. Nor did the public, who knew the austere completeness of his reform. Nor did Mr.
"Captain's name?" "Captain Antonius Merrydew." "Ah, poor chap! He was lying sick below when she struck, wasn't he? And he had a wife aboard, and a child born at sea, hadn't he? Fell sick in the Bay o' Biscay, like any land-lubber, didn't he? Why, 'tis like play-actin'; damme! 'tis better than that."
"Lord de Burgh, if you care for music not severe classical music, you know ballads, recitatives, and that sort of thing Hyacinth O'Hara, the new tenor, and Mr. Merrydew, that wonderful mimic and singer, are coming to me next Tuesday; I shall be delighted to see you." "Not so delighted, I am sure, as I shall be to come," returned De Burgh, with unusual suavity. "Very well half past nine.
His keen energetic face, however, wore an expression of embarrassment and anxiety, with an added suggestion of a half humorous appreciation of it. "I wouldn't have disturbed you, Mrs. Merrydew," he said, with a gentle bluntness, "if I hadn't wanted to ask your advice before I saw Reddy. I'm keeping out of his way until I could see you. I left Nelly and her mother in 'Frisco.
And who do you think it was? Why, our friend Louis Sylvester!" Mrs. Merrydew smiled slightly, with her bright eyes still on the speaker. "Well, you know he IS fast at times if he is a friend of mine and she reg'larly tackled him; and as my old woman says, it was a sight to see her go for him. But then HE didn't tumble to it. No! Reformin' ain't in HIS line I'm afeard. And what was the result?
Look me in the face: look me in the face, and then ask me if it's true." "But why should it not be true, sir?" "Because I am Captain Antonius Merrydew!" For the rest of the journey I sat stunned. Thomas beside me was wide awake and staring, seeing his way to an adventure at last.
I wonder if he has proposed?" she thought. "I think he is pretty far gone. Now pray don't run away just now; Merrydew is going to give one of his musical sketches, and then I want to introduce you to Professor Gypsum. He thinks there ought to be a rich coal seam on your South Wales property; he is a most intelligent, accomplished man." "Very well with pleasure," said De Burgh, complacently.
With this the man burst into a shout of laughter and slapped his thigh until his face grew purple with merriment. "What d'ye think of it, boy, for a rare farce? Was ever the likes of it heard? Captain Antonius Merrydew sick in the Bay o' Biscay! Ho, ho! Where's play-actin' beside it?" "Wasn't it true, sir?" "True? God bless the boy!
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