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Probert had walked in that confiding way into the hotel; for his arrival had been followed a quarter of an hour later by that of the representative of the Reverberator. Gaston had liked the way they treated him though demonstrative it was not artificial. Mr.
He adverted with bitterness to the journey to Spain a little excursion laid out precisely with his friend Probert for the last weeks of the spring, the first of the southern summer, the time of the long days and the real light. Gaston Probert re-echoed his regrets, for though he had no business with Miss Francina, whose name he yet liked, he also wanted to see her again.
Probert, you may as well take some of the sail off her. We will anchor inside those craft, close to the New Mole. They may want to get her alongside, to unload the government stores we have brought out; and the nearer we are in, the less trouble it will be to warp her alongside, tomorrow morning. Of course, if the landing place is full, they will send lighters out to us."
They're far from doing all like that." "Like what, dear father?" "Comme ces gens-la. You know that if they were French, being otherwise what they are, one wouldn't look at them." "Indeed one would; they would be such rare curiosities." "Well, perhaps they'll do for queer fish," said Mr. Probert with a little conclusive sigh. "Yes, let them pass at that. They'll surprise you."
Waterlow combined in odd fashion many of the forms of the Parisian studio with the moral and social ideas of Brooklyn Long Island, where the seeds of his strictness had been sown. Gaston Probert desired nothing better than to be a man; what worried him and it is perhaps a proof that his instinct was gravely at fault was a certain vagueness as to the constituents of that character.
"Don't you expect to embrace any regular occupation?" Gaston smiled at him as from depths. "Have YOU anything of that sort, sir?" "Well, you have me there!" Mr. Dosson resignedly sighed. "It doesn't seem as if I required anything, I'm looked after so well. The fact is the girls support me." "I shall not expect Miss Francie to support me," said Gaston Probert.
"Oh I don't care," said Francie wearily. Delia judged this with all her weight. "Is that the way you answered him when he asked you?" "I'm sure I don't know. He could tell you best." "If you were to speak to ME that way I guess I'd have said 'Oh well, if you don't want it any more than that !" "Well, I wish it WAS you," said Francie. "That Mr. Probert was me?"
As the sail sheeted home, the second mate shouted, from aloft: "There is a sail on the weather bow, sir! She is close hauled, and sailing across our head." "I see her," the captain replied. "We ought to have noticed her before, Mr. Probert. We have all been so busy that we haven't been keeping a lookout. "What do you make her to be, Joe?" he said to the second mate.
This was especially the case as his father's mention of the approval of two of his brothers-in-law appeared to point to a possible disapproval on the part of the third. Francie's lover cared as little whether she displeased M. de Brecourt as he cared whether she pleased Maxime and Raoul. Mr. Probert continued to read, and in a few moments Gaston was with him again.
"It seems rather odd to me that you should all appear to accept the step I'M about to take as a necessity disagreeable at the best, when I myself hold that I've been so exceedingly fortunate." Mr. Probert lowered his book accommodatingly and rested his eyes on the fire. "You won't be content till we're enthusiastic. She seems an amiable girl certainly, and in that you're fortunate."
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