His Other Wife: A Novel — page 241: what you’re looking at

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A LAMB AND A WOLF. 233 ting you aboard a steamer, and off this infernal Oh! ah! I mean, this dirty little craft.” ‘‘How good of you to think of me first,” said Faith, keeping back her tears with difficulty. The prospect of relief from this strange life, and the old man’s kindness combined, was almost too much for her. | ‘Why, child, what else should I think of first, or what difference can a few days more or, less make to the Mad- cap? There, little one, don't you cry, or old Graff Con- way won't be fit to haul a sail this week. There's nothing takes the stiffening out cf a man’s backbone like a woman's tears.” : ‘‘Never fear; I shall not cry; only I was so glad, and you are so good.” ‘Oh, not a bit of it, my dear. You put it far too strong. I’m only not quite such a devil as—as I look.” | With this the mate disappeared, and the next minute was heard below in consultation with the captain, without - whose consent he did not care to alter the bearings of the cutter. The captain lay half dressed upon his berth. Conway had wakened him from a sound sleep to explain to him the situation, and ended his recital by saying: ‘<I suppose we'll just crowd convas and make for the steamer’s route.” ‘‘Ten thousand devils! 2o/” growled the Spaniard, “Look here, cap’n, you don’t mean that?” Eomichoo <Si: (E(@) =