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But one, who seemed to be the captain, wanted no water for his rum. "If we mean to have fair play with the gal, now or never's the time for it: old Sam may come home almost any time." What miserable cowards! Though there were so many of them, they really had no heart to face an old man known for courage.
Yes, by the powers, you are, Nosey, damned if you ain't. Who's afeered? And you'll do it quick do it quick. Now or never's your time." While talking thus to himself, Nosey was pacing to and fro, and he glanced at the axe every time he passed the door. The weapon was ready to his hand, and seemed to be inviting him to use it.
He has red hair and wears correct clothes, and says the right things, and you feel as if he ought to be in Wall Street buying bonds. But here he is, refusing to believe that anything he has done is worth while until he does it to his own satisfaction. "We walked to Tom Never's Head yesterday. It was one of those clear silver days, a little cloudy and without much color.
At that moment Lulu joined them with a gay good-morning to each; she was in a happy mood. "Oh, what a lovely morning! what a delightful place this is!" she cried. "Papa, can't we take a walk?" "Yes, Max and I were about starting for one, and shall be pleased to have your company." "I'd like to go to Tom Never's Head, papa," said Max. "Oh, so should I!" cried Lulu.
Here were Tom Never's Head and the life-saving station almost close at hand; she had heard papa say they were a good two miles from 'Sconset, so she must be very nearly that distance from home, all alone too, and with night and a storm fast coming on. "Oh me! I've been disobedient again," she said aloud, as she set off for home at her most rapid pace; "what would papa say?
The cranberries are ripe, and the moor was carpeted with them. When we got to Tom Never's we sat on the edge of the bluff, and Mr. Cope told me what he meant about the moor. It has its moods, he said. On a quiet, cloudy morning, it is a Quaker lady. With the fog in, it is a White Spirit.
"Oh! the ladies be the finest of all the fine sights: and I know who I think the finest lady I ever beheld but will never tell never." "Never, sir?" said the milliner, whilst Miss Barton modestly cast down her eyes. "Never's a bold word, sir. I've a notion you'll live to break that rash resolution." Miss Barton sighed, and involuntarily looked at the glass.
We shall do beautifully have the whole place, have the whole day, to ourselves. Hang your engagements! Telegraph you won't come. We'll live at the studio you'll sit to me every day. Now or never's our chance when shall we have so good a one? Think how charming it will be! I'll make you wish awfully that I may do something."
And there is 'Tom Never's Head. Also Nantucket Town is on high ground sloping gradually up from the harbor; and just out of the town, to the north-west, are the Cliffs, where you go to find surf-bathing; in the town itself you must be satisfied with still-bathing. An excellent place, by the way, to teach the children how to swim." "Then you can teach me, Edward," said Zoe; "I'd like to learn."
They took the path along the bluffs toward "Tom Never's Head." When they had fairly left the village behind, so that no one could overhear anything they might say to each other, the captain said, "I want to have a talk with you, daughter, and we may as well take it out here in the sweet fresh air, as shut up in the house." "Oh, yes, papa; it is so much pleasanter!
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