His Other Wife: A Novel — page 193: what you’re looking at

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ON BOARD THE MADCAP. 185 ‘If we three men were the sole live freight in the Mad- cap, I’d say, fast enough, keep to the high seas; but, taking into account the flimsy bit of womankind we've got stowed away below, I reckon it would be most gentle- man-like to take shelter; for, I’ll warrant you, there'll be a rough storm to-night.” es As the mate mentioned the female passenger of the Madcap the gentleman shuddered and gréw Puss but said nothing. , ‘‘ About with her, then,” said the captain ; and the next moment the keen, black bow of the Madcap was cleaving a foamy path through the bilious-looking water, making straight for the island coast, before a freshening breeze. Leaving the two sailors to their unaided task of man- | aging the vessel, of which they were both owners and crew, the gentleman descended to a dingy cabin, now lighted by a single lantern that swung from the ceiling—it was already quite dark below the decks. Upon a soiled and worn couch, which formed a part of the meager furniture of the cabin, 2 woman was lying. Her wan cheek lay upon a delicate square of cambric that she had spread over the greasy, dark cushion, and her eyes were closed as if in slumber. A coarse woolen quilt from one of the state-rooms had been cast over her slender form, for the night was waxing chill. : In the noises which the vessel. made, and the rattling of chains and cordage on the upper deck, she did- not hear. the approach of the gentleman, and was not aware of his cComicbooks:¢o =|