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The deacon was not much concerned; and some of Roswell Gardiner's clothes were still at his washerwoman's, circumstances that were fully explained, when the schooner was seen to anchor in Gardiner's Bay, which is an outer roadstead to all the ports and havens of that region. "Walk in the light! so shalt thou know That fellowship of love, His spirit only can bestow Who reigns in light above.
It came from a point in front, and apparently just beyond the first bend in the trail, over which they were making their way. "We are nearer to them than we suspected," whispered Roswell. "And they don't know it, or they wouldn't have betrayed themselves in that manner." "It isn't safe to take that for granted." Roswell, after the last change in their course, was at the front.
All this annoyed Roswell Gardiner, disposed as he was, at that instant, to regard every person and thing that in any manner pertained to Mary Pratt, with indulgence and favour. "You will be particular about them islands, Captain Gar'ner, and not get the schooner ashore," said the deacon, for the tenth time at least.
"I stuck by you when you was dismasted under Hatteras, and I stick by everything that I undertake. This is what I call Vineyard natur'; and I'm not about to discredit my native country." "This is idle talk," returned Roswell, casting a severe glance at the men in the Vineyard boat, among whom a common smile arose, as if they highly approved of the reply of their own officer.
While on the rocks, Roswell took such a survey of the localities as might enable him to issue his orders hereafter with discretion and intelligence. The schooner was already making short tacks to get close in with the island, in obedience to a signal to that effect; and the second mate had pulled out to the entrance of the little haven, with a view to act as pilot.
"Is that fellow the Hardman you told us about?" asked Roswell. "The same at your sarvice." "And the man who robbed you of your money?" Tim flung one of his muscular legs over the other, and with a twinkle of the eyes said: "Hardman has made it all right; the matter is fixed atween oursilves." "Then he give you back your money?" was the inquiring remark of Jeff.
By these simple means the party at table consisted of the deacon himself, Mary, Roswell Gardiner, and the Rev. Mr. Whittle. The fish was excellent, being so fresh and so skilfully prepared; and Mary was highly complimented by all who ate of it, for her share in the entertainment. But Mary Pratt seemed sad.
"No one on the island has heard a word from the Vineyard vessel since the day before she sailed from Rio. There is the same uneasiness felt among Captain Daggett's friends, as we feel for poor Roswell. They think, however, that the two vessels have kept together, and believe that the same fate has befallen both."
Of course Roswell followed the movement; and when the moon first diffused its mild rays on the extraordinary scene, the two schooners were pitching into a heavy sea, within less than a mile of the weather-line of the range of bergs.
If no boat was to be found, it might be another horse to gallop away round the head of the Bay. Why, five dollars would scarce meet the cost of such a race!" "If five dollars were needed, Roswell would pay them out of his own pocket, rather than ask another to assist him in doing an act of charity.
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