'How should I know?' said the pilot, draining his glass, and looking at
the decanter. 'But if it be as you say, where's the harm? What's the
objection? If your gal were mine I should reckon her lucky to get into
tow with one of the handsomest gentlemen I ever clapped my eyes on.'
'Blast the handsomest gentleman! How can a man support a wife on his
looks? This handsome gentleman has nothing saving apparently some loose
gold'--and here he spoke with a curious intonation--'which he is glad to
sling about him in this quiet spot, at the rate of forty-five pounds a
go. Stay!' he added, confused by his own meanness. 'He has a brig, but
without capital, without a crew, without evidently any disposition to
make use of the brig. How shall she count in his list of effects?'
'Young people must have a chance,' said the pilot. 'Parents are always
for opposing as _they_ were opposed; but the fakes come out of the coil
all the same, and there's no singing out of "avast!" to the sculler
whose boat has got the end of the rope. How's your gal, your very fine
gal, going to get married down here? Who's to admire her? Who's to see
her? Naturally, when one comes along who has eyes, he desires her,
Conway; and so should I, my friend, if I could slide my life back thirty
year.'
'What have you heard about this collecting of men for a crew?' asked the
commander. 'Is there some reference to his brig in this job? But why
should he come down all these leagues from London for men? What's being
said about my daughter?'
'Nothing that's reached my ears. Nothing that could annoy ye, anyway,'
said the old pilot. 'I did hear that they were likely to be engaged
because of their being locked up all night under the earth alone. Some
fathers would feel a little sensitive on this matter. You don't seem to
have taken it to heart, commander;' and the pilot flourished his glass
at his mouth, and put it down with a gesture eloquent of 'no more.'
'Am I to be told,' cried the commander, whisking round upon the pilot,
and taking aim at him with the stem of his pipe, 'that every one who
saves the life of another must marry 'em? Why, the penalty might be
regarded as so violent there'd be no life-saving at all. A young man on
the sea-shore would say, "I see a girl drowning; never do to save her;
most indelicate for her to be seen lying in my arms in her
bathing-gown!" Nothing but marriage could rescue the lady from the very
compromising situation the gentleman, by saving her life, had placed her
in.'
Leaddropper sniggered.
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