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Updated: May 29, 2025
He had gone to look for work and who would give him work? If Tommy were as big as Clare, lots of people would give him work! But catch him working! Not if he knew it! not Tommy! Never till she was grown up, never, indeed, until she was a middle-aged woman and Mr. Skymer's housekeeper, did the baby know in what danger she was that morning, alone with surnameless Tommy.
The little one went half-way up the inner avenue with us, making several flights and returns before he left us. The boy that opened the gate, a chubby little fellow of seven, looked up in Mr. Skymer's face as if he had been his father and king in one, and stood gazing after him as long as he was in sight.
Skymer's small boys told me that "He" died in that room. Evidently small Louis Skymer didn't in the least know who "He" was, but realized that his home was in some vague way connected with a mysterious person whose memory occasionally attracts inquirers to the house. Behind the parlor is a dark little bedroom, and then the kitchen.
When I came to know him better, I knew that he had thus given me opportunity such as he would to a horse of thinking whether I should like to know him better: Mr. Skymer's way was not to offer himself, but to give easy opportunity to any who might wish to know him.
"You shall obey nobody but myself," returned sir Harry; " and the lord high admiral," he added, with a glance upward, and a smile like his son's. For that day Clare kept to the captain's state-room; the next, he went on deck in a midshipman's uniform, which he wore like a gentleman that could obey orders. The end of Clare Skymer's boyhood.
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