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"That poor little thing's gone. Milsom's Jimmy jus' come up to tell me. You haven't got such a thing as a bit o' crape about you, have you, miss? I'm sorry to trouble you, but I haven't a scrap left." "I am afraid I haven't," replied Isabella. "Does Mrs. Milsom want crape?" "Why no, ma'm.
That's right, isn't it? 'Sure, said Archibald. 'When does it start? 'Next Saturday. 'That's me. 'Good for you. Oh, Archie. 'Hello? 'A man I met today told me you were engaged. Is that a fact? 'Sure, murmured Archibald, blushfully. The wire hummed with McCay's congratulations. 'Thanks, said Archibald. 'Thanks, old man. What? Oh, yes. Milsom's her name.
In this fashion nearly two months went by, during which, by Don Hermoso's instructions, the armament of the Thetis had been dismounted, remounted upon field carriages constructed by the carpenter and engineers of the vessel, landed, with their ammunition, at various points on the coast, and delivered over to the armed bands of the revolutionaries, who were by this time springing up like mushrooms all over the island; and the yacht, under Milsom's command, had been dispatched to New York for further supplies.
"I was just a-liftin' the kettle off," said the good lady, speaking quite cheerfully, "when a little coffin that jumped out of the fire just as plain as plain a little small thing that were. And that means, for sure, that Mrs. Milsom's eighth is gone. I did hear as how that were wonderful sickly, and no doubt but what that's all for the best. 'Tisn't as if she hadn't plenty more."
He took the squire through all the remaining fever cases, and into several of the worst cottages Milsom's among them and when it was all over they emerged into the lane again, near the bridge.
Van Heerden did not ask him what those days were. He never pryed too closely into the early lives of his associates, but Milsom's history was public property. Four years before he had completed a "life sentence" of fifteen years for a crime which had startled the world in '99. "How are things generally?" he asked. Van Heerden shrugged his shoulders.
Milsom's air of jolly good-fellowship disappeared: he sprang up suddenly, went to his friend, and shook him, rather roughly for such friendship. Matthew snored a little louder, but slept on. "He's fast as a rock," muttered Black Milsom; "but I must wait till it's likely Stephen Plumpton will be as sound asleep as this one." Mr.
"You are a heartless woman," cried Isabella. "What grudge do you bear Mrs. Milsom's eighth that you speak so cheerfully of its early demise? It can't be more than ten days old at the most, for it certainly seems no time since a cradle jumping out of the fire announced its undesired arrival. Think of the poor mother's feelings.
A solemn stillness came upon the happy party at Allanbay, and Rosamond's tears fell upon little Gerty, as she slept upon her bosom slept where George's child was soon to slumber. Mr. Colburne asked no questions about the child. Mrs. Miller had said nothing to him respecting her charge, and Milsom's death, ensuing immediately on her question, had caused it to pass unnoticed.
"You might a'most drive over it on such a night as this," answered Black Milsom, "and not be much the wiser." The three men alighted, and Dennis Wayman led the vicious pony to a broken-down shed, which served as stable and coach-house in Mr. Milsom's establishment. Valentine Jernam looked about him.
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