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"Supposing you really saw that it was for Owen's good that by remaining with him you were spoiling his life, ruining his career making him unhappy, in short you mean in that case how could you prevent him searching for you?" "Yes," Toni said, her eyes on the fire, "that is what I mean." "There's only one way, Toni." She was careful to speak lightly.
The pictures, the bowls of roses, all the inanimate things she had grown to look upon as friends it seemed to her to-night that they looked coldly to her, resenting her presence as an interloper; and in one queer, horrible flash of insight Toni seemed to visualize the woman who should have been the châtelaine of Greenriver a tall, dignified, beautiful woman, with the bearing of a princess....
And he and the cook would again calculate in detail the cost of keeping up the steamer, becoming terrified on reaching the total. One day without moving was costing more than the two men could earn in a month. "This can't go on!" Toni would protest. His indignation took him ashore several times in search of the captain.
"What is it? Can I help you?" Toni spoke impulsively, sorry for the young woman even in the midst of her own numbing grief; and the other turned round in astonishment at hearing her own tongue. "Oh, Signorina!" She evidently took Toni for a compatriot. "Such a misfortune has overcome me I do not know what is to be done.
"Very good, sir," the man was beginning, when there was a peal of laughter from behind the closed door; and the next moment, Toni came flying out of the room, holding aloft a large bunch of grapes, while Mr. Cooper pursued her hotly, making grabs at the fruit as he did so.
The sexton climbed up, placed the sick boy beside him, held him carefully but firmly and thus Toni drove out into the world, with a horse, for the first time in his life. But he sat there with no sign of interest. It was as if he were no longer conscious of the outer world.
With that soft, sparkling face upturned to his, those Italian eyes gazing at him with an intensity of appeal in their liquid depths, one answer alone was possible. "No, Toni, you never let me see that! But if it's true if you do love me a little well, is it yes?" For answer she suddenly laid her head on his knee and burst into a passion of wild sobbing. Poor, emotional, overwrought little Toni!
And Toni always used the plural in speaking of the future riches without its ever occurring to him to ask his captain a penny more than the forty-five dollars that he was receiving each month.
"Oh, no, I'm quite warm," Toni assured him. "It's only my hair that's wet, and it won't take long to dry." While her eyes wandered casually round the room, Herrick took the opportunity of observing his guest more closely; and his scrutiny pleased him oddly. In spite of her ludicrous garb Toni looked quaintly attractive.
Toni appeared, putting his face in the circular opening only to receive the furious vituperation of his captain. Why had they left him alone with that woman?... They must take her off the boat at once, even if it had to be done by main force.... He commanded it. The mate went off with a confounded air, scratching his beard as though he had received an order very difficult to execute.
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