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When I reported my interview to Walkirk, he remarked, "It is impossible to get away from people, but in all probability these folks will not come here again." "Perhaps not," I answered, and dropped the subject. "They did not seem in the least surprised to find us here," I said to Walkirk, as we were eating our dinner. "Who?" he asked. "Oh, the people who came over this morning?
The rheumatic Frenchman was lying on a shining new bedstead, a box of Pepper Pod Plasters had been placed in the hands of his delighted wife, a grocery wagon had deposited a load of goods in the kitchen, the mechanics in gay spirits had driven away, and Walkirk and I, tired, but triumphant, walked home, leaving behind us a magical transformation, a pervading smell of paint and damp wall-paper, and an aged couple as much dazed as delighted with what had happened.
Any way I ought to be satisfied; and that reminds me, Walkirk, that I have never expressed to you, as strongly as I wished to do it, my appreciation of the interest you have taken in my varied relations with Miss Sylvia Raynor, and for the valuable advice and assistance you have given me from time to time.
Walkirk had said that he knew where he was going, and was able to sail there, and I left the matter entirely to him; and whether or not this were his first essay in sailing, in due time we ran upon a low beach, and he exclaimed: "Here we are!" I rose to my feet and looked about me. "Now, then," said I, "I shall ask you, where are we?"
Let me tell you what has happened to me since we parted." I resumed the seat from which I had risen to stride up and down the room, and Walkirk began his narrative. "I do not know, sir," he said, "that I ever have been so surprised as when I went on deck of the grocery boat, a short time before breakfast, and found that you were not on board.
All that can be done now is to telegraph to her that she must write to you in London by the next steamer." "I shall do nothing of the kind," said I, "I am going to her the instant we reach New York." Walkirk clenched his hands together, and looked away. He had no words for this situation. My temper was very different. "What a wonderful piece of luck!" I exclaimed.
Walkirk," she said, "is a man of a good deal of penetration and judgment, and if you could get one of those sisters to come here and write for you I should like it very much; and if the first one did not suit, you could try another without trouble or expense. The fact that you had a good many strings to your bow would give you ease of mind and prevent your getting discouraged.
This was a very delicate affair, to which no one could attend as well as I could myself. "Walkirk," said I, "do you suppose that the Mother Superior will appear in Washington under her real name, or as Mother Anastasia? And, by the way, what is her real name?" "Is it possible," exclaimed Walkirk, "that you do not know it? It is Raynor, Miss Marcia Raynor. She is a cousin of the younger lady."
I considered it wonderfully fortunate to be able to talk to such an admirable listener as Walkirk: but to sit and hear my nun read; to watch the charming play of her mouth, and the occasional flush of a smile when she came to something exciting or humorous; to look into the blue of her eyes, as she raised them to me while I considered an alteration, was to me an overwhelming rapture, I could call it nothing less.
Our tacks were long and numerous, and although Walkirk and I lent a hand whenever there was occasion for it, and although there was a fair wind, the distant point rose but slowly upon our horizon. "I hope," I remarked to Captain Jabe, "that the Widow Kinley will buy a good bill of you, after you have taken all this trouble to get to her."
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