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"Yes, sir bit by bit, as you may say. Slowly worse and worse one week after another. She was a little better than a year old before we clearly made it out that her sight was gone." "Was her father's sight, or her mother's sight ever affected in any way?" "Never, sir, that I heard of." Mr. Sebright turned to Herr Grosse, sitting at the luncheon-table resignedly contemplating the Mayonnaise.
"My dear, what an idea," began Williams; and I heard his helpless mutters, "Like a hero one evening admiral old Topnambo nothing of her on my soul Lord's son..." Sebright spoke up from the side. "We could drive them overboard together, certainly, Mrs. Williams, but that wouldn't be quite proper, perhaps. Put them each in a bag, separately, and drown them one on each side of the ship, decently...."
"I'm sure, sir, we wish you luck to you and the young lady all of us," he said shamefacedly; and his bass, half-concealed mutter was quite as sweet to my ears as a celestial melody; it was, after all, the sanction of simple earnestness to my desires and hopes a witness that he and his like were on my side in the world of romance. "Well, go forward now, Mike," Sebright said, as I took the pistol.
Herr Grosse had made her laugh Herr Grosse had set her completely at her ease. Mr. Sebright and Oscar were talking together in a perfectly friendly way when we returned to the sitting-room. The reserved Englishman appeared to have his attraction for the shy Oscar. Even Mr. Sebright was struck by Lucilla; his cold face lit up with interest when he was presented to her.
"They seem to have missed the ship." "So you came to have a friendly chat meantime. That's kind. Beastly weather, aint it?" "I want to come aboard," I shouted. "You must be crazy not to believe me." "But we do believe every single word you say," bantered the Sebright voice with serenity. Suddenly another struck in, "Nichols, I call to mind, sir." "Of course, of course. This is the man."
I trust you told him nothing about Carthew?" He flushed to his ears. "I'm awfully sorry," he said. "He seemed civil, and I wanted to get rid of him. It was only the address he asked." "And you gave it?" I cried. "I'm really awfully sorry," said Sebright. "I'm afraid I did." "God forgive you!" was my only comment, and I turned my back upon the blunderer.
Sebright is right? I followed him to the window I never heard him speak so sourly to me as he spoke at that moment. 'What is your objection to going away for a day or two? I asked. 'My objection is soon stated, he answered. 'I am sick of these everlasting complications. It is useless and cruel to carry on the deception any longer. Mr. Sebright's advice is the wise advice and the right advice.
All the world's been looking for you. Don't you know you've come into your kingdom?" He turned, beheld the face of his old schoolmate Sebright, and fell unconscious at his feet. The doctor was attending him, a while later, in Lieutenant Sebright's cabin, when he came to himself. He opened his eyes, looked hard in the strange face, and spoke with a kind of solemn vigour.
Sebright, and another competent authority consulted with him, declared unhesitatingly that she was right. Under the circumstances, Mr. Sebright was of opinion that the success of Grosse's operation could never have been more than temporary. His colleague, after examining Lucilla's eyes, at a later period, entirely agreed with him. Which was in the right these two or Grosse who can say?
I turned my eyes to Sebright, who looked on amusedly. "It's all right," he answered my questioning look. "She's a good soul, but she doesn't see fellows like us in the congregation she worships with at home." Then he whispered in my ear, "Owner's niece. Older than the skipper. Married him for love. Suspects every woman every man, too, by George, except me, perhaps.
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