A moment of madness, and other stories (vol. 1 of 3)Marryat, Florence
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A moment of madness, and other stories (vol. 1 of 3)
Marryat, Florence
English fiction -- 19th century; Short stories, English
And then we hailed a boat; and dismounting from our horses, gave them
into the charge of their native grooms, and were soon dancing over the
sunny waves. It was dancing with a vengeance; for the cross-currents
are so various, that at one moment we were driven a long way out of our
course, and the next shot back again in the opposite direction with a
rapidity which threatened to upset the frail structure to which we had
trusted ourselves. Meanwhile the _Ostrich_ steamed slowly into sight, and
took up her station at the usual distance from land; whilst we beat about
the harbour for more than an hour, wondering if we should ever board her;
and half afraid, more than once, that she would depart again without our
having accomplished it. But we were successful at last; and the first
object which I saw on reaching the deck was the figure of a girl, sitting
apart by herself in a distant and reserved manner, which I immediately
singled out as that of Miss Anstruther, and the sequel proved that I was
right.
‘Is Miss Anstruther on board?’ was the query which Forster put to his
friend Dunn, as they met at the head of the gangway.
‘Yes, she is,’ was the reply; ‘but I can’t say I’ve seen much of her. She
seems very different from what she was in England last year. But I think
she hates this country, and—’
‘Dunn, this is my friend Captain Norton; allow me to introduce you. Mrs
Norton is Miss Anstruther’s cousin, Dunn; he has come on board expressly
to meet her.’
‘Oh yes, of course; very happy, I’m sure,’ said Mr Dunn; and in
consequence no farther allusion was made to Miss Anstruther’s likes or
dislikes.
Meanwhile I found the captain, and got him to introduce me to the young
lady. It was a proud cold face which she turned towards me as my name was
mentioned to her, and the hand she offered lay very passive in my grasp;
but she said all that was pleasant and polite, and intimated that her
luggage was ready to be put into the boat, and she to follow me at any
time, so that there was no reason for delay; and after I had assured her
how eagerly Janie was on the look-out for her arrival, and she had bidden
adieu to the captain, we prepared to return to shore. We were obliged to
have two boats on account of the luggage; and what was my surprise to
see Forster slip down after us into the second, as though he were one of
the party.
‘You have deserted the company of your friend Dunn very quickly,’ I
remarked to him. ‘The _Ostrich_ does not leave for another hour. I
thought you were going to breakfast on board.’
‘I thought of doing so,’ he answered carelessly (he had been talking of
nothing else on our way there); ‘but perhaps it’s better not—might miss
the boat, you see, which would be awkward. Will you introduce me to Miss
Anstruther?’
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