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Had he known, however, that his prospective captain had but recently attained his majority the Old Man would have ascribed Matt Peasley's record-breaking voyage from Cape Town to Grays Harbor as sheer luck, and forthwith would have set Master Matthew down for a five-year apprenticeship as first mate; for Cappy was the product of an older day, and held that gray hairs and experience are the prime requisites for a berth as master.
"There are bonding companies in business, and for a cash consideration " "Rot! They will investigate and ponder before granting his application for a bond. It takes a day or two to get a bond through a bonding house, and all I want to do is to tie Matt up for a day. Now, listen! You see to it that the suit is filed and an attachment levied on Matt Peasley's bank account in the Marine National.
"I was going to the Pelican." "Well, I've got a committee meetin' of Agriculture," said Mr. Redbrook. "Could you be up here at Mis' Peasley's about eight to-night?" "Why, yes," Austen replied, "if you want to see me." "I do want to see you," said Mr. Redbrook, significantly, and waved a farewell.
Presently he said: "Well, father-in-law " From somewhere in Matt Peasley's whiskers Cappy's voice came plaintively: "Not father-in-law, sonny. New title this morning six o'clock nine pounds grandfather! Eh? Yes; grandfather! Grandpa Ricks!" "Boy or girl?" Matt Peasley roared, and shook the newly-elected grandfather. "Boy! Florry fine never lost hope!" A port health officer came over the rail.
Even had Cappy overlooked that suspicious clause in the charter, because of his age, Matt Peasley's youth and practical maritime knowledge should have offset Cappy's error; and even if both had erred, there still remained the matchless Skinner, as suspicious as a burglar, as keen as a razor, as infallible as a chronometer.
Nevertheless, the life which Victoria led seemingly accentuated to a man standing behind a picket-fence in the snow the voids between. A stamping of feet in the Widow Peasley's vestibule awoke in him that sense of the ridiculous which was never far from the surface, and he made his way thither in mingled amusement and pain. What happened there is of interest, but may be briefly chronicled.
"I was going to the Pelican." "Well, I've got a committee meetin' of Agriculture," said Mr. Redbrook. "Could you be up here at Mis' Peasley's about eight to-night?" "Why, yes," Austen replied, "if you want to see me." "I do want to see you," said Mr. Redbrook, significantly, and waved a farewell.
"I think that one of us will take you to Peasley's to-morrow night," said Harry. "Meanwhile I hope you get a good rest." With that he left them, filled the mouth of the cave with hay and went into the house. There he told his good friends of what he had heard. "I shall go down to St. Louis," he said. "I read in the paper that there was a boat Monday."
Nevertheless, the life which Victoria led seemingly accentuated to a man standing behind a picket-fence in the snow the voids between. A stamping of feet in the Widow Peasley's vestibule awoke in him that sense of the ridiculous which was never far from the surface, and he made his way thither in mingled amusement and pain. What happened there is of interest, but may be briefly chronicled.
The pick-handle still reposed behind Skinner's desk, but that was merely because he had forgotten all about it, and nobody ever touched any of his property without his permission. Not once had Matt Peasley's cheerful countenance darkened the Skinner horizon. This, then, was the condition of affairs when the office boy carried to Mr.
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