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Miss Ossulton screamed, and went off into hysterics. Mrs Lascelles and Cecilia went to her assistance; but the latter had not forgotten the very different behaviour of Jack Pickersgill, and his polite manners, when he boarded the vessel. She did not, therefore, believe what the maid had reported, but still her anxiety and suspense were great, especially about her father.
"The partitions are very thin, and you spoke very loud," said Mrs Lascelles: "at all events, go to him quickly." "Good bye, miss; good bye, ma'am; if I shouldn't see you any more," said Maddox, trembling with fear, as he obeyed the awful summons which was to demand a tooth-pick. Miss Ossulton would not touch the breakfast; not so Mrs Lascelles and Cecilia, who ate very heartily.
'I would not give much for Miss Percival's chance of happiness, observed the elder Miss Ossulton. 'Of two evils choose the least, they say, observed Mr. Hautaine. 'Poor Ponsonby could not help himself. 'That's a very polite observation of yours, Mr. Hautaine I thank you in the name of the sex, replied Cecilia Ossulton. 'Nay, Miss Ossulton; would you like to marry a person whom you never saw?
The vessel was now passing the Bridge at the Needles, and the smuggler piloted her on. As soon as they were clear and well inside, the whole party went down into the cabin, Lord B. requesting Pickersgill and Corbett to join him in aparting glass. Mr. Stewart, who had received the account of what had passed from Cecilia, was very attentive to Pickersgill, and took an opportunity of saying that he was sorry that he had said or done anything to annoy him. Every one recovered his spirits; and all was good-humour and mirth, because Miss Ossulton adhered to her resolution of not quitting the cabin till she could quit the yacht. At ten o'clock the yacht was anchored. Pickersgill took his leave of the honourable company, and went in his boat with his men; and Lord B. was again in possession of his vessel, although he had not a ship's company. Maddox recovered his usual tone; and the cook flourished his knife, swearing that he should like to see the smuggler who would again order him to dress cutlets
The dinner passed off very pleasantly; Pickersgill was agreeable, Corbett funny, and Miss Ossulton so far recovered herself as to drink wine with his lordship, and to ask Corbett what branch of their family he belonged to. 'I presume it's the Irish branch? said Mrs. Lascelles, prompting him. 'Exactly, madam, replied Corbett. 'Have you ever been to Torquay, ladies? inquired Pickersgill.
Then it is no hoax after all; and I've been sitting down to dinner with a smuggler! 'Sitting down, madam! if it were to be no more than that but we are to take his arm up to the hotel. Oh, dear! Cecilia, I am ordered on deck; pray come with me! Miss Ossulton rolled on the sofa, and rang for Phoebe; she was in a state of great alarm. A knock at the door.
Cecilia was glad that she could not tell her aunt, as she wished her to be so frightened as never to have her company on board the yacht again; and Mrs Lascelles was too glad to annoy her for many and various insults received. The matter was therefore canvassed over very satisfactorily, and Mrs Lascelles felt a natural curiosity to see this new Lord B and the second Mr Ossulton.
"Good heavens! What is the matter?" exclaimed Cecilia, who knew very well what was coming. "Oh, the wretch! He has made such proposals!" "Proposals! What proposals? What! Lord Blaney?" cried Miss Ossulton. "Oh, he's no lord! He's a villain and a smuggler! And he insists that we shall both fill our pockets full of lace, and go on shore with him." "Mercy on me!
Everything succeeded to the smuggler's satisfaction. Miss Ossulton, frightened out of her wits, took his arm; and, with Mrs. Lascelles on the other, they went up to the hotel, followed by four of his boat's crew. As soon as they were shown into a room, Corbett, who was already on shore, asked for Lord B., and joined them.
"No, my lord, he lost his cause, but he gained a suit." "Expound your riddle, sir," said Cecilia Ossulton. "The fact is, that old Ponsonby is very anxious that William should marry Miss Percival, whose estates join on to Forest Wild. Now, my friend William is about as fond of marriage as I am of law, and thereby issue was joined." "But why were you to be called in?" inquired Mrs Lascelles.
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