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Captain Nibletts, who did not quite follow him, attributed the outrage to a young couple who had just passed. "I'm all alone now," continued Captain Barber, unheeding, "but I don't want to marry. Why not? 'Cos I'm too old, and because it's like beginning where other people leave off." "Well, make up your mind and tell her so," said the other. "It wouldn't do any good," said Barber, dolefully.
People'll soon see as you're strange in your manner, and I'll put the news about as you've been so affected by that affair that your memory's gone." "I was thinking of doing that the other day myself," said Captain Barber, slowly and untruthfully. "I thought you was, from something you said," replied Nibletts. "I think I spoke of it, or I was going to," said Barber.
There was a frigid silence during which the three ladies, sinking for a time their differences, eyed him with every sign of strong disapprobation, Mrs. Banks giving vent to a sniff which disparaged the whole race of man. "As for men who fall overboard and get picked up and turn up months afterwards," continued the faithful Nibletts, "why, every sailorman knows scores of 'em."
I never forget anything." "You forget yourself, ma'am," returned her victim, with unconscious ambiguity, and, closing the door behind her, returned to the parlour to try and think of some means of escaping from the position to which the ingenuity of Captain Nibletts, aided by that of Mrs. Banks, had brought him.
Green was sympathy itself, and for some time sat silently evolving various schemes for the deliverance of his patron. Captain Nibletts returning to the parlour a little later found them in close consultation. A ray of hope illuminated the somewhat heavy features of the old man, and, catching sight of the captain, he beckoned him to his side.
"You did say something," said Nibletts. "I wonder what would be the best way to begin," said Barber, regarding him attentively. Captain Niblett's nerve failed him at the responsibility. "It's your plan, Captain Barber," he said, impressively, "and nobody can tell a man like you how it should be done. It wants acting, and you've got to have a good memory to remember that you haven't got a memory."
Church!" repeated Captain Barber, aghast; "why don't you get rid o' your face, Nibletts?" he asked, by way of comparison merely. "Because I don't want to," replied the other, flushing. "Because you can't" said Captain Barber, emphatically. "And no more can't I get rid of 'er. You see, I 'appened to take a little notice of 'er."
He sat for some time smoking in silence, monarch of all he surveyed, and then, gazing abstractedly at the silent craft around him, fell into a pleasant dream, in which he saw himself in his rightful position as master of the Foam, and Nibletts, cashiered for drunkenness, coming to him for employment before the mast.
He looked round as Nibletts stepped aboard, and, with a wary eye on the crane, bustled towards him. "Wot can we do for you, Cap'n Nibletts?" he enquired, with a patronising air. "I'm to be master," replied the other, quietly. "You?" said Ben, with offensive astonishment, as he saw the death of his own ambitious hopes in that quarter. "You to be master?" Nibletts nodded and coloured.
Instead o' being a mild, amiable sort o' woman, all smiles, the fear o' losing me has changed 'er into a determined, jealous woman. She told me herself it was love of me as 'ad changed her." "You ain't written to her, I suppose?" asked Nibletts, twisting his features into an expression of great cunning. Captain Barber shook his head.
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