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"And what is more, gentlemen," said Yeo, "if, as Scripture says, dreams are from the Lord, I verily believe mine last night came from Him; for as I lay by the fire, sirs, I heard my little maid's voice calling of me, as plain as ever I heard in my life; and the very same words, sirs, which she learned from me and my good comrade William Penberthy to say, 'Westward-ho! jolly mariners all! a bit of an ungodly song, my masters, which we sang in our wild days; but she stood and called it as plain as ever mortal ears heard, and called again till I answered, 'Coming! my maid, coming! and after that the dear chuck called no more God grant I find her yet! and so I woke."
She was somewhat stouter of build and louder of voice than her husband, but stood in just the same awe of her son. "He's done it regular since he was appointed deacon." "Why?" asked William, stonily. Uncle Penberthy pulled off his hat to extract a red handkerchief from its crown, removed his spectacles, and wiped them hurriedly.
"Oh! it's not so bad for foreign parts," the senior officer replied. "And you're young yet and soft, Penberthy. You'll come of that presently. England's best for houses, town and country, and most other things women, and fights, and even sunshine, for when you do get sunshine at home there's no spite in it.
A small girl came running down the street to the bridge-end. "Uncle Penberthy," she panted, "your tall son Mr. William said I was to run down and fetch 'ee home at once." "Nothin' wrong with 'en, I hope?" "I think he's going to hold a prayer."
He's one of the few men I've loved, I'm not ashamed to say it, Mr. Penberthy, and about the only one I ever remember to have feared, in my life." Meanwhile, if the scene to seaward was cheerless, that to landward offered but small improvement. For the murk of low-brooding cloud and falling rain blotted out the Castel S. Elmo, and the Capo di Monte and Pizzafalcone heights.
"Well, sir, on the seventh day we six were down by the pinnace clearing her out, and the little maid with us gathering of flowers, and William Penberthy fishing on the bank, about a hundred yards below, when on a sudden he leaps up and runs toward us, crying, 'Here come our hens' feathers back again with a vengeance! and so bade catch up the little maid, and run for the house, for the Spaniards were upon us.
Uncle Penberthy, listening to his son, felt an oppression of his own chest and drew his breath uneasily. The tin-smith came round the corner and halted by the door. "That son o' yours is a boundless man," he observed with an upward nod. "How did he strike ye this morning?" "I don't remember to have been so powerfully moved in my life.
And William Penberthy said, 'That he would sell his life, and that dear, but never give it away. But the lady said, 'Ah, how gladly would I die! but then la paouvre garse, which is in French 'the poor maid, meaning the little one. Then Mr.
Penberthy the elder stole down the stairs between the exhortations, as his custom was, and stood bareheaded in the doorway respiring the cool air. As a deacon he temperately used the privileges of his office, and one of these was a seat next the door.
"Thirteen men I persuaded to join in Bideford town, beside William Penberthy of Marazion, my good comrade. And what if it be said to me at the day of judgment, 'Salvation Yeo, where are those fourteen whom thou didst tempt to their deaths by covetousness and lust of gold? Not that I was alone in my sin, if the truth must be told. For all the way out Mr.
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