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By twos and threes the company drifted slowly up the road in her wake, while Captain Barber, going in the other direction, accompanied Captain Nibletts and party as far as the schooner, in order that he might have the opportunity of saying a few well-chosen words to Mr. Green on the subject of precipitancy.
"Looks quiet," said Captain Nibletts, after watching him for some time. "I'm thinking of my nevy," said Captain Barber, slowly. "I remember me an' my sister bringing 'im here when he was three year old, and I 'ad to carry him all the way back. He put his arms round my neck, and I can smell peppermint-ball now."
The overworked crew went ashore at the earliest possible moment after their arrival in London, in search of recuperative draughts. Ben watched them a trifle wistfully as they moved off, and when Nibletts soon after followed their example without inviting him to join him in a social glass of superior quality, smiled mournfully as he thought of the disadvantages of rank.
"Married man?" enquired Miss Banks, softly. "He was," said the captain, with the doggedness of a witness under cross-examination. Mrs. Church turned her eyes upwards. "Fancy the joyful meeting of husband and wife," she said, sentimentally. "She died just two days afore he turned up," said Captain Nibletts, simply.
He was ungallant enough to contemplate a raid upon hers; she, with a rare thoughtfulness, had already eaten it. He went to the "Thorn," and had some cold salt beef, and cursed the ingenious Nibletts, now on his way to London, sky-high. Mrs. Banks came in the next evening with her daughter, and condoled with the housekeeper on the affliction which had already been noised about Seabridge. Mrs.
Green, here, denies of it too, and sez 'e saw her at the gate and asked her to go for a walk with him." Captain Nibletts fingered his beard. "It don't seem to be the sort of trick to play on a woman," he expostulated, "an' it's four miles to Mapleden. What's she goin' to do?" "That's 'er lookout," observed Captain Barber, with much composure, "all I know is she won't wake me.
A faint laugh rose from somebody in the hold, and Nibletts, his face a dull red, stole quietly below and took possession of his new quarters. In the course of the day he transferred his belongings to the schooner, and, as though half fearful that his new command might yet slip through his fingers, slept on board.
"Me an' this young man have thought of something," he said, in a voice rendered husky with excitement. Nibletts waited. "He's goin' to call at my place," continued the other, "and tell Mrs. Church that I've been took unwell at the Cauliflower at Mapleden, and want to see her, and he's to bring her there at once.
The watching Nibletts quickening his pace, reached it at almost the same moment. "Mrs. Banks is looking for you," he said, as he followed him into the parlour. Captain Barber turned on him a weary eye, but made no reply. "And Mrs. Church, too; at least, I think so, continued the other.
Tim, whose hat came well down over his eyes, felt comparatively safe; but the cook, conscious that his perched lightly on the top of his head, drew back a pace. Then he uttered an exclamation as Captain Nibletts, who was officiating as best man, came hurriedly down the cliff. "Hats?" said the little skipper, disengaging himself from the mate's grasp, as he came on board. "Yes, I don't mind."
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