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He talks of the pleasure of a rough sea, which will drive all the ladies below and then they will not perceive that he is more sick than themselves. He has the misfortune to be born to a large estate, and to be a fool. His name is Ossulton. The last of the gentlemen on board whom I have to introduce is Mr Seagrove. He is slightly made, with marked features full of intelligence.
"Miss Ossulton," observed her aunt, "it is not proper for you to offer an opinion." The yacht wore round, and, sailing so fast, the smuggler had little chance of escaping her; but to chase is one thing to capture, another. "Let us give her a gun," said Lord B , "that will frighten her; and he dare not cross our hawse."
The captain of them told the steward that he was Lord B., and that if he dared to call him anything else, he would cut his throat from ear to ear; and if the cook don't give them a good dinner, they swear that they'll chop his right hand off, and make him eat it without pepper or salt! Miss Ossulton screamed, and went off into hysterics. Mrs.
"No, my lord," answered Mrs Lascelles. "We shall anchor there in the course of an hour, and probably remain there till to-morrow. Steward, bring coffee. Tell the cook these cutlets were remarkably well dressed." The ladies retired to the cabin. Miss Ossulton was now convinced that it was all a hoax; but said she, "I shall tell Lord B. my opinion of their practical jokes when he returns.
Miss Ossulton was astonished; she looked at the smugglers, and perceived two well-dressed gentlemanly men, one of whom was apparently a lord, and the other having the same family name. 'It must be all a hoax, thought she, and she very quietly took to her soup.
Now Mrs Lascelles was sorry to find Miss Ossulton so much at her ease. She owed her no little spite, and wished for revenge. Ladies will go very far to obtain this. How far Mrs Lascelles would have gone, I will not pretend to say; but this is certain, that the last innuendo of Miss Ossulton very much added to her determination.
Mrs Lascelles now came down below; and when dinner was announced they repaired to the large cabin, where they found Pickersgill and Corbett waiting for them. Miss Ossulton did not venture to look up, until she heard Pickersgill say to Mrs Lascelles, "Perhaps, madam, you will do me the favour to introduce me to that lady, whom I have not had the honour of seeing before?"
'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!
"If not what, Cecilia?" said Miss Ossulton, grasping her niece's arm. "He will starve us, and not let us go!" "God have mercy on us!" cried Miss Ossulton, renewing her sobs. Cecilia then went to Mrs Lascelles, and communicated to her apart, all that had passed.
Now, Mrs Lascelles was sorry to find Miss Ossulton so much at her ease. She owed her no little spite, and wished for revenge. Ladies will go very far to obtain this. How far Mrs Lascelles would have gone, I will not pretend to say; but this is certain, that the last innuendo of Miss Ossulton very much added to her determination.
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