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"Were you called out? We've had time to clear everything away. Here, dear, I saved you some sandwiches and a glass of claret. I'm sure you didn't get any supper yourself, with looking after other people." Long after Mary had fallen asleep he lay wakeful. His foolish blunder in response to Tangye's appeal rankled in his mind. He could not get over his insensitiveness.
The two men moved side by side across the garden-slope, and as they did so John caught sight of a twinkle of sunshine on Captain Tangye's brass telescope across the harbour. They paused beside one of the heaps of rubbish. "This is a fine thing for you, Zeke." "Ay, pretty fair." "I s'pose we sha'n't be seein' much of you now. 'Tis like an end of old times.
Weren't crowded out at home? Or bamboozled by a pack o' lying tales?" Tangye's voice was husky with eagerness. "That I won't say either. But it is entirely my own choice that I remain here." "Well, I say to you, think twice of it! If you have the chance of gettin' away, take it. It's no place this, doctor, for the likes of you and me.
Preposterous, too, the notion that those of their fellow-townsmen who had carried off the prizes owed their success to some superiority in bodily strength ... or sharp dealing ... or thickness of skin. With Mr. Tangye's permission he would cite himself as an example. He was neither a very robust man, nor, he ventured to say, one of any marked ability in the other two directions.
He opened his eyes, and above Captain Tangye's shoulder the branches faded, the lights died out, and the masts stood stripped and bare for service against the cold dawn. It was in a purple twilight of May that I first saw the lamp shining.
"Pray, does it never occur to you, you fool, that FLOWERS may spring from you?" He had listened to Tangye's diatribe in a white heat of impatience. But when he spoke he struck an easy tone nor was he in any hesitation how to reply: for that, he had played devil's advocate all too often with himself in private.
To induce drowsiness he went methodically through the list of his acquaintances, and sought to range them under one or other of Tangye's headings. And over this there came moments when he lapsed into depths ... fetched himself up again but with an effort ... only to fall back.... But he seemed barely to have closed his eyes when the night-bell rang.
Three years passed, and in the summer of the third year Captain Nummy Tangye, of the Touch-me-not, relinquished his command. Captain Tangye's baptismal name was Matthias, and Bideford, in Devon, his native town.
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