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He knew the mate of the Hannah Hoo, and respected him for a capable seaman. "I hope I see you well, ma'am?" "Nicely, sir, thank you!" Mrs Tregaskis curtseyed and beamed. But Captain Tobias, though with her, too, he shook hands politely enough, was plainly preoccupied. "'Tis a wonderful invention," said he. "You just let the gas run in, an' then it is ready for use at any time.
"Come along, by all means," repeated the Commandant, moving off towards the quay steps; and Tregaskis, having tucked his shop-apron around his waist and run into the back passage for his billy-cock hat, hurried in his wake. Reuben Tregaskis known throughout the Islands as The Bester was a genial ruffian of familiar accost, red-faced, round in the stomach, utterly unscrupulous at a bargain.
Captain Cai stared at the gift and around at the men's faces mistily. "Friends" he managed to say. "Friends," he began again after a painful pause, and then, "It's all very well, William Tregaskis, but you might ha' given a man warnin' after all these years!" "It don't want no acknowledgment: but take your time," said the mate handsomely, conscious, for his part, of having performed with credit.
"Because," said the boy, "Old Mother Treacher was here, not ten minutes ago, and the way she spent her money was a caution. There's the best part of four shillin' in the till, if only you'll look." "What did she buy?" "Eggs mostly and bacon and marmalade." Mr. Tregaskis walked to his shop door, and stared up the hill after the Commandant.
Tregaskis charged him, and always in ready money. He knew, moreover, that Mr. Tregaskis gave credit: and yet, after twelve years of ready-money dealing, he winced as he saw himself entering the shop and proposing to open an account. He foresaw himself inexorably driven to it. But he foresaw himself also stammering out the suggestion with every sign of conscious rascality.
"Tregaskis was alludin' to er this here; which" he concluded, "nobody could have been more taken aback than I was this mornin' . . . when it happened." "You don't say that's the musical box!" cried Mrs Tregaskis. "I told you," put in her spouse, "as the salesman had shown us how to work it, an' it played the most life-like tunes, 'Home Sweet Home' inclooded."
A lady capable of landing on a foggy night in an evening gown and diamonds, and of walking up the street of St. Hugh's in shoes of rose-coloured satin, might well be capable of descending to breakfast in those garments. To breakfast! and as yet that breakfast had to be bought, and on credit! He wished now that he had offered to convey Mr. Tregaskis back in his own boat.
"She carries no ensign," reported Mr. Tregaskis; "but a reddish-coloured square flag a house-flag, belike. And yet, seemin' to me, she don't look like a private-owned craft." "She's the Admiralty yacht from Plymouth," announced Mr. Rogers, confidently. He had set a chair close to the window and climbed upon it.
Captain Cai pulled off his hat. "I hope you find your husband none the worse for the voyage? though, to be sure, 'tisn' fair on him nor on any seamen, the way some folks reproaches us when we get back home." Mrs Tregaskis dropped a curtsey. "But be sure, sir what reproaches?"
There had been nothing amiss with the coat, yesterday; nothing to observe, at least And, "Confound the fellow!" thought the Commandant, "how am I to get rid of him and have a word with Tregaskis?" For desperate ills, desperate remedies. Drawing alongside the quay, where Mr.
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