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They hired a tent, and pitched it on the shore at Tregarth, Myra telegraphed for a bathing-dress, and Jim went into the sea in his flannels and tried to teach her to swim, holding her up beneath her chin and saying; "One, two! ONE, TWO!" far louder than Myra had ever had it said to her before. Thus, amid much splashing and laughter, Lady Ingleby accomplished her swim of ten yards.
Several miners crowded toward them with eager greetings, but they moved aside at sight of Pesquiera's companion, who made straight for those from below. "What's new, Tregarth?" he asked of one of them, a huge Cornishman. "The drill have brook into the Last Dollar tunnel. The watter of un do be leaking through, Measter Davis.
Also a few lines to her old friend the Duchess of Meldrum, merely announcing the fact of her engagement and the date of her return to Shenstone, promising full particulars later. This letter held also a message for Ronald and Billy, should they chance to be at Overdene. Sunday evening, their last at Tregarth, came all too soon.
Letter from Lady Ingleby to the Honourable Mrs. Dalmain. The Moorhead Inn, Tregarth, Cornwall. Having been here a week, I think it is time I commenced my first letter to you. How does it feel to be a person considered pre-eminently suitable to minister to a mind diseased?
Tregarth boomed out in a heavy bass: "What's the matter with the boss? Both of un? They be all right. Bean't they, lads?" It was just after the answering chorus that Pesquiera came forward and bowed magnificently to the young mine operator. The New Mexican's eyes were blazing with admiration, for he was of Castilian blood and cherished courage as the chief of virtues.
For Tregarth had stepped from the cage with a limp figure in his arms, and after him Davis, his arm around the shoulder of a drenched, staggering youth, who had a bleeding cut across his cheek. Through all the grime that covered the wounded miner the pallor of exhaustion showed itself.
This was the doctor's verdict and prescription; and, as his patients never disputed the one, or declined to take the other, Myra found herself, on "the glorious first of June" flying south in the Great Western express, bound for the little fishing village of Tregarth where she had ordered rooms at the Moorhead Inn, in the name of Mrs. O'Mara.
If the water's coming, we'll be in a hurry, and don't you forget it. Want to come down with me, Tregarth?" "I do that, sir." The man stepped into the cage and grinned. "We'll bring the byes back all right. Bet un we do, lads." The cage shot down, and the New Mexican sat on a bench to wait its return. Beside him was a young doctor, who had come prepared for a possible disaster.
All life would be one grand crescendo of good better best. What? Have we found the Best? Ah, hush! I did not mean to say that yet.... Are you ready for the climb down? No, I can't allow any peeping over, and considering. If you really feel afraid of it, I will run to Tregarth as quickly as possible, rouse the sleeping village, bring ropes and men, and haul you up from the top."
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