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Stimcoe's absent-mindedness two minutes later, when, the sheets having been duly inspected, we descended to the parlour again; for, happening to reach the doorway some paces ahead of the two ladies, I surprised him in the act of drinking down Miss Plinlimmon's sherry.
"No," he said reflectively. "You wouldn't not at Stimcoe's. Not, mind you, that I believe in coddling. Nobody ever coddled Nelson, and yet what happened?" He shut one eye, put his pencil to it for an imaginary telescope, and took a nautical survey of the back premises. "That rain-shute's out of order," he said, addressing Captain Coffin.
A heavy bank of cloud had overcast the moon, and the packet melted from sight in a blur of darkness. Worst of all worse even than the sting of self-reproach was the prospect of returning to Stimcoe's and wearing through the night, while out there in the darkness the two men would meet, and all that followed their meeting must happen unseen by me.
Captain Branscome seems to think that this Island belongs to him; and you know well enough, if it hadn't been for me, he'd never have set eyes on it. What are you going to do?" "Smoke a pipe," said Mr. Goodfellow, "and watch the beauties o' Nature." "Well, I'm not," I threatened. "Captain Branscome may be a very good seaman but he's too much of an usher out of school. This isn't Stimcoe's."
"At all events, he didn't turn up for school next day, nor the next again, until the afternoon. Queer sort of academy, Stimcoe's. Did Mr. Stimcoe make any remark on his under-teacher's absence?" "No, ma'am." "The school went on just as usual?" "No-o, ma'am " I hesitated "not quite just as usual. Mr. Stimcoe was unwell." "Drunk?" "My dear Miss Belcher!" put in the scandalized Plinny.
Mawes, so that her rays fell, as near as might be, in the line of the cutter's course, which, with a steady breeze down the harbour, would be a straight one. From the edge of Market Strand I might be able to spy Captain Coffin's boat as he boarded. Let me, without extenuating, be brief over my act of folly. Instead of making at once for Stimcoe's, I bent my steps towards Market Strand. The St.
I dived my hand into my breech-pocket for the forgotten key. It was small, and of a curious, intricate pattern. Almost before my fingers closed upon it my mind was made up. Stimcoe's that is, if I decided to return to Stimcoe's might wait. I might yet decide to break ship as Captain Danny would have put it and make a push for home; but that decision, too, must wait.
Stimcoe's Academy for the Sons of Gentlemen, No. 7, Delamere Terrace, I first met Captain Coffin as he came, drunk and cursing, up the Market Strand, with a rabble of children at his heels. I have reason to remember the date and hour of this encounter, not only for its remarkable consequences, but because it befell on the very day and within an hour or two of my matriculation at Stimcoe's.
At the foot of the hill we parted, with the understanding that I was to run straight home to Stimcoe's, and explain my absence at locking-up or, as Mr. Stimcoe preferred to term it, "names-calling" as best I might. Thereupon I did an incredibly foolish thing, which, as it proved, defeated all our plans and gave rise to unnumbered woes.
Tell him to keep the papers till he hears from me, but the bag he's to give to you, an' you're to bring it along quick with the key. Mind, you're not to go with him on any account; an' if you should run against this Glass on your way, give him a wide berth go straight home to Stimcoe's do anything but lay him on to my trail by comin' back to tell me. Understand?
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