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Miss Vickers's' abstraction, however, lasted but three days. On the fourth she was herself again, and, having spent the day in hard work, dressed herself with unusual care in the evening and went out. The evening was fine and the air, to one who had been at work indoors all day, delightful.
The aspect of the man was sufficiently ghastly, and Miles, drawing back with an oath, did not wonder at the terror which had seized Mrs. Vickers's maid. With open mouth and agonized face, she stood in the centre of the cabin, lantern in hand, like one turned to stone, gazing at the man on the bed. "Ecod, he be a sight!" says Miles, at length. "Come away, miss, and shut the door.
Conry was sweeping the gathering with a restless glance, thinking of her encore.... Afterwards the women said agreeable things about Vickers's music, especially the Paris and the Venice. About Mrs. Conry they said that her voice was good, "somewhat uncultivated," "too loud for drawing-room music," safe criticisms. The men said little about the music, but they clustered around the singer. Mrs.
The affair of the Osprey made a noise; and it was tacitly resolved that the first "good thing" that fell vacant should be given to the gallant preserver of Major Vickers's child. Major Vickers also prospered. He had always been a careful man, and having saved some money, had purchased land on favourable terms.
"I was going to say, my good fellow, that you have done yourself a great deal of injury by your ill-advised accusation of Captain Frere, and the use you made of Miss Vickers's name." A frown, as of pain, contracted the prisoner's brows, and he seemed with difficulty to put a restraint upon his speech. "Is there to be no inquiry, Mr. Meekin?" he asked, at length.
The necessity for work, however, admitted of no indulgence of vain sorrow, and Bates setting the example, the pair worked so hard that by nightfall they had torn down and dragged together sufficient brushwood to complete Mrs. Vickers's hut.
So, after the fashion of the town there being no "continent" or "Scotland" adjacent as a hiding place for bridal blushes the alliance was entered into with due pomp of ball and supper; bride and bridegroom departing through the golden afternoon to the nearest of Major Vickers's stations. Thence it had been arranged they should return after a fortnight, and take ship for Sydney.
She still hummed from time to time the old refrain of Vickers's song. Thus they returned, hearing the voice of the old world in its peculiar hour. "I am glad that I have had it that I have lived a little. This, this! I can sing to-night! You must come and sit on my balcony and look at the stars while I sing to you the music of the day." As the Porta San Paolo drew near, Vickers remarked:
"I can well imagine it," Cairy replied dryly, surprised at Vickers's sudden loquacity on family matters. "But I suppose we ought to be moving on, hadn't we, to get that express? You see I am a poor walker at the best." Vickers struck off by the river path, leading the way. Suddenly he stopped, and with flushed face said: "Tom, I wish you wouldn't come back to-morrow!" "And why the devil "
And raising his hands, he obeyed the motion of Vickers's fingers, and led the way towards the barrack.
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