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The old man put on a pair of huge horn spectacles and eyed her carefully. "You've got something on your mind," he said, at last; "you'd better tell me everything." Mrs. Gimpson shook her head. "There's some danger hanging over you," continued Mr. Silver, in a low, thrilling voice; "some danger in connection with your son-in-law.
Boxer sprang raging to his feet, and in the confusion which ensued the fortune-teller, to the great regret of Mr. Thompson, upset the contents of the magic bowl. "I can see no more," he said, sinking hastily into his chair behind the table as Mr. Boxer advanced upon him. Mrs. Gimpson pushed her son-in-law aside, and laying a modest fee upon the table took her daughter's arm and led her out.
Boxer sprang raging to his feet, and in the confusion which ensued the fortune-teller, to the great regret of Mr. Thompson, upset the contents of the magic bowl. "I can see no more," he said, sinking hastily into his chair behind the table as Mr. Boxer advanced upon him. Mrs. Gimpson pushed her son-in-law aside, and laying a modest fee upon the table took her daughter's arm and led her out.
"Ah! but I wasn't uneasy or anxious afterwards," said Mrs. Gimpson, compressing her lips. "Who's old Mr. Silver, and what should he know about it?" inquired Mr. Boxer. "He's a fortune-teller," replied his wife. "Reads the stars," said his mother-in-law. Mr. Boxer laughed a good ringing laugh. "What did he tell you?" he inquired. "Nothing," said his wife, hastily. "Ah!" said Mr.
Gimpson made no reply; she was looking round for the market-basket, and having found it she left the reunited couple to keep house while she went out to obtain a supper which should, in her daughter's eyes, be worthy of the occasion.
Gimpson, "very common. But I knew you'd come back all right I never 'ad no alarm. 'He's safe and happy, my dear, I says. 'He'll come back all in his own good time." "What d'you mean by that?" demanded the sensitive Mr. Boxer. "I come back as soon as I could." "You know you were anxious, mother," interposed her daughter. "Why, you insisted upon our going to see old Mr. Silver about it."
"You've been committing bigamy," cried Mrs. Gimpson. "Over and over agin," assented Mr. Boxer, cheerfully. "It's got to be a 'obby with me." "Was the first wife alive when you married my daughter?" demanded Mrs. Gimpson. "Alive?" said Mr. Boxer. "O' course she was. She's alive now bless her."
"What did you say the name o' the schooner was?" inquired Mrs. Gimpson. "Pearl," replied Mr. Boxer, with the air of a resentful witness under cross-examination. "And what was the name o' the captin?" said Mrs. Gimpson. "Thomas Henery Walter Smith," said Mr. Boxer, with somewhat unpleasant emphasis. "An' the mate's name?" "John Brown," was the reply. "Common names," commented Mrs.
The old man put on a pair of huge horn spectacles and eyed her carefully. "You've got something on your mind," he said, at last; "you'd better tell me everything." Mrs. Gimpson shook her head. "There's some danger hanging over you," continued Mr. Silver, in a low, thrilling voice; "some danger in connection with your son-in-law.
If you do, the danger to yourself will be so terrible that even I may be unable to help you." Mrs. Gimpson shivered, and more than ever impressed by his marvellous powers made her way slowly home, where she found the unconscious Mr. Boxer relating his adventures again with much gusto to a married couple from next door. "It's a wonder he's alive," said Mr.
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