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She had promised to join Miss Lucilla van Tromp and Mrs. Eveleth at tea, and perhaps he would come with her. "No, I'll run away now," he said, accompanying her to the door, "if you'll be good enough to make my excuses to Lucilla. But one word more! You asked me when you had better begin. I should say as soon as you can.
Now Tromp was a rather stupid, slow-thinking, slow-moving cuny, and before he knew what was doing one of the planks, with a scissors-like opening and closing, was about his neck and clamped. Discovering his predicament, he set up a bull-roaring and dancing, till all had to back away to give him clear space for the flying ends of his plank.
'In Paris? she cried, with a leap of light into her eyes. 'Did you ever meet Mr. Van Tromp? 'I? Yes. Why, you're not the Admiral's daughter, are you? 'The Admiral? Do they call him that? she cried. 'Oh, how nice, how nice of them! It is the younger men who call him so, is it not? 'Yes, said Dick, somewhat heavily.
I am young Mr. Naseby of Naseby House. My acquaintance with Mr. Van Tromp is really very slender; I am only afraid that Miss Van Tromp has exaggerated our intimacy in her own imagination. I know positively nothing of his private affairs, and do not care to know. I met him casually in Paris that is all. Miss M'Glashan drew along breath. 'In Paris? she said.
'Ye know that man? she asked in an imperious whisper. 'Mr. Van Tromp? said Dick. 'Yes, I know him. 'Well, and what brings ye here? she said. 'I couldn't save the mother her that's dead but the bairn! She had a note in her voice that filled poor Dick with consternation. 'Man, she went on, 'what is it now? Is it money? 'My dear lady, said Dick, 'I think you misinterpret my position.
The vessel of Tromp was so damaged that he was obliged to remove his flag on board of another; Sprague was reduced to a similar necessity of quitting his ship, the Royal Prince, for the St. George, which, ere long, was so much disabled that he was obliged to proceed to a third; but the boat in which he was passing being struck by a cannon-ball, sank, and himself and several others were drowned.
In the month of May, 1652, the Dutch admiral, Tromp, commanding forty-two ships of war, met with the English fleet under Blake in the Straits of Dover; the latter, though much inferior in number, gave a signal to the Dutch admiral to strike, the usual salutation of honor accorded to the English during the monarchy. Totally different versions have been given by the two admirals of what followed.
Hence, too, it came about that Dick Naseby, a high-minded creature, and as scrupulous and brave a gentleman as you would want to meet, held in a sort of affection the various human creeping things whom he had met and studied. One of these was Mr. Peter Van Tromp, an English-speaking, two-legged animal of the international genus, and by profession of general and more than equivocal utility.
I am young Mr. Naseby of Naseby House. My acquaintance with Mr. Van Tromp is really very slender; I am only afraid that Miss Van Tromp has exaggerated our intimacy in her own imagination. I know positively nothing of his private affairs, and do not care to know. I met him casually in Paris that is all." Miss M'Glashan drew a long breath. "In Paris?" she said.
'I am entirely at a loss to account for your intrusion, bows and waves Van Tromp. 'I will try to tell you then. I come here as a father' down came the riding-whip upon the table 'I have right and justice upon my side. I understand your calculations, but you calculated without me. I am a man of the world, and I see through you and your manoeuvres.
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