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"We can say that the schooner went to pieces on a reef in the night; we got separated from the other boat and made our way here. We have got plenty of time to concoct a story, and there is nobody to contradict it." Mr. Stobell brought up in front of him and frowned thoughtfully.
If you want my husband to go you have got to have me too, and if you have me you have got to have your wife, and if " "What, is there any more of you coming?" demanded Mr. Stobell, with great bitterness. Mrs. Chalk ignored the question. "My husband wouldn't be happy without me," she said, primly. "Would you, Thomas?" "No," said Mr. Chalk, with a gulp. "We we're going a long way," said Mr.
"The thing Brisket couldn't understand," said Chalk, gaining confidence as he proceeded, "was Stobell's behaviour. He said that he couldn't believe that a man who grumbled at the sea so much as he did could be sailing for pleasure." Mr. Stobell glowered fiercely. "Why didn't you tell us before?" he demanded. "I didn't attach any importance to it," said Mr. Chalk, truthfully.
"I'm sure I wasn't to know," said her friend, "although I certainly thought it odd when Robert said that he had got it principally for you. I could see you were a little bit flattered." Mrs. Chalk, trembling with anger, sought in vain for a retort. "Well, it's no good staying here," said Mrs. Stobell, philosophically. "We had better get home." "Home!" cried Mrs.
It was now Mrs. Chalk's turn to appear surprised, and she did it so well that Mr. Chalk choked in his tea-cup. "About the yachting trip," she said, with a glance at her husband that made his choking take on a ventriloquial effect of distance. "He he didn't say anything to me about it," said Mrs. Stobell, timidly. She glanced at her husband, but Mr.
"Have you any fault to find with me, gentlemen?" he demanded, turning on them with a frown. Tredgold and Chalk hastened to reassure him. "In the confusion the boat got adrift," said Brisket. "You've got their own word for it. Not that they didn't behave well for landsmen: Mr. Chalk's pluck was wonderful, and Mr. Tredgold was all right." Mr. Stobell turned a dull but ferocious eye upon him.
Chalk the expressive features of Miss Selina Vickers; facing her at the opposite side of the room Mr. Stobell, palpably ruffled, eyed her balefully. "This is a new client of mine," said Tredgold, indicating Miss Vickers. Mr. Chalk said "Good evening." "I tried to get a word with you last night," said Miss Vickers.
Chalk threw off from time to time as to the course they should pursue were hardly noticed. "One o'clock," said Mr. Stobell, extracting a huge silver timepiece from his pocket, after a couple of wasted hours. "Let's have something to eat before we do any more," said Mr. Tredgold. "After that we'll ferry over and look at the other side."
"I don't see how it could be done, "replied the captain, pondering; "a promise is a promise." Mr. Chalk's face fell. He moved his chair aside mechanically to make room for Mr. Tasker, who had entered with a tray and glasses, and sat staring at the floor. Then he raised his eyes and met a significant glance from Mr. Stobell.
Stobell was the first to emerge, and, seizing the canvas, dragged it free of the writhing bodies of his companions. Mr. Chalk gained his feet and, catching sight of some dim figures standing a few yards away on the beach, gave a frantic shout and plunged into the interior, followed by the others.
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