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"That's a cert, Cap'n Hocken, an' your hat put me in mind of it." "Oh, 'tis my hat you're meanin'? What's wrong with it?" "Did I say there was anything wrong? No, I didn't God forbid! An' no doubt," concluded Mr Philp cheerfully, "the fashions'll work round to it again." "I'll change it for another." "You won't find that too easy, will you?"
You see, I can choose my own time for resignin'; the Board itself fills up any vacancy that occurs between Elections: an' I can work the Board for you before Philp or any one else gets wind of it. That is, if I have your consent?" "It's uncommonly good of you," said Cai. "I'll think it over, an' take advice, maybe." "You know what advice your friend'll give you, anyway.
Captain Cai sat bolt upright of a sudden, narrowly missing a wound from the scissors. "That will be from 'Bias! To think I hadn' sense enough to go straight to the Post Office and inquire!" "'Tis from your friend, sure enough," announced Mr Philp. "He paid off his crew last Toosday, an' took his discharge an' the train down to Plymouth.
"Where?" "I don't see as 'tis any business o' yours," answered Captain Cai with vexation; "but, if you want to know, I've to call on my landlady, Mrs Bosenna." "Is that where you're hurryin' just now?" "Well, no: not at this moment," Captain Cai had to confess. "Where, then?" "Oh, look here " "You needn't tell, if you don't want to. But I'm goin' to a funeral at eleven o'clock," said Mr Philp.
The construction of the line up the range towards the Barron Falls was then going on, but we were unable to view the Falls. On our trip down, Mr. Philp mentioned that the McIlwraith party would require a representative for the Gregory in place of the late Mr. Thos. McWhannell. He hinted to me that probably my name as successor would be acceptable to Sir Thomas McIlwraith.
I have not heard the result of their decision, but it is certain that my directions of the course of the stream have not been followed. Either Sir Robert Philp or Messrs. Forsyth or Munro could corroborate the above statements.
Our captors were not far out! We sat around on wooden benches, in a small partitioned-off space, and noticed that the crockery on which the food was served had been taken from other ships captured one of the Burns Philp Line, and one of the Union Steamship Company of New Zealand.
"How's Cap'n Hunken in these days?" he inquired. "Nicely, thank you," answered Cai, using the formula of Troy. "I ha'n't see you two together o' late." "No?" Cai, casting about to change the subject, let fall a casual remark on the weather, and asked, "What's that you're carryin', if one may make so bold?" "It's it's a little commission for John Peter," stammered Mr Philp. "Nothin' to mention."
So, all that day, Cai and 'Bias packed their arch with evergreens; until at five o'clock Mr Philp, happening along, could find no chink anywhere in its solid verdure. He called his congratulations up to them as, high on ladders, they affixed flags to the corner poles and looped the whole with festoons of roses. And now for the motto to crown the work!
Strollers-by and it had become an evening recreation in Troy to stroll from one end of the town to the other and mark how things were getting along for the 22nd found Captain Hocken and Captain Hunken ever at work but little disposed to chat; and as everyone knew of the old quarrel, so everyone noted the reconciliation and marvelled how it had come to pass. Even Mr Philp was baffled.
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