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And then, leaning yet further forward and speaking rapidly, energetically: "And agreeing that it is so, who is it that ever regrets the price? D'y' think that I, even though I be what I be, that I Why, Rimmle, even you who live to amass money" Rimmle flushed "even you have had your days when To be sure you have had." Rimmle beamed.
May I ask what lured you back?" Captain Blaise had decanted another bottle and was viewing the rich-colored bubbles as he held the carafe up against the light. Such little things afforded him keen pleasure. He set the carafe down softly only to ask by way of reply: "Rimmle, what is it always brings men back?" Rimmle laid his head to one side and nodded shrewdly.
And then he fell sick. How sick? Hard to say. But should he die, or be punished imprisoned, say for the duel, consider it. She is a beautiful girl, true, but human, and in time in that lonesome country where white gentlemen of social position are so scarce ! And, after all the Governor of Momba's son and " "Rimmle" Captain Blaise had stood up to look through an air port "it's a fair wind for me.
And cheroot followed cheroot, and story story, and drink drink, and the agent gurgled with joy of the intimacy. "What adventures you have had, Captain, and" he blew a cloud to the cabin roof "what stories!" "Adventures? Stories?" Captain Blaise shrugged his shoulders. "Well enough, Rimmle, in their way.
The wineglasses had already been filled too frequently for me, and, pleading business, I had spread out a coast chart on the other end of the cabin table and was studying it, this by way of removing myself from a conversation which I saw was not to end with trading or slave-running. This Rimmle was one of those who held Captain Blaise for a sort of idol. I had seen dozens of the kind before.
Now you, if you cared to talk, Rimmle, you, I warrant, could tell of big things, things which concern great people of admirals and governors and what not; for you, it is well known, Rimmle, have your own bureau of information." Rimmle chuckled. "It is true" and then he paused. Captain Blaise refilled their glasses. In courtly imitation of the Captain, Rimmle raised his and they drank.
A boat scraped alongside, and the agent Rimmle came aboard. He came out to have a chat for old time's sake; and yet not so old either, he corrected, and would Captain Blaise come ashore and have a drink or two of good liquor? And Captain Blaise replied that he carried as good liquor in his locker as ever graced any sideboard ashore.
"And so, Rimmle, you can believe possibly that Captain Blaise may yet have his immortal hour, and cherish the hope none the less dearly in his heart because his head, from out the experience of bitter years, tells him that it can never be. And it may be that I go this time for neither money nor drink, nor anything else in which traders ashore or aship commonly bargain.
Finally he agreed to the Arab's terms, and Hassan salaamed, and out under the open sky we went again. "A proper villain, Guy, is that fellow. Did you ever see so wonderfully cunning a smile? And in the morning I am to give him a draft on Rimmle! Sometimes I think there must be something infantile about me, strangers do pick me up for such an innocent at times.
And they dropped into the cabin, where I happened to be, and had a glass of wine and a word or two, and another glass and a few more words; and at last Rimmle put the question: Would Captain Blaise run one more draft? Long ago, Captain Blaise promised me that there was to be no more slave-running, and as he never lied to me, I wondered now why he paused and pondered as if debating with himself.
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