Alone on a Wide Wide Sea, Vol. 2 (of 3)Russell, William Clark
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Alone on a Wide Wide Sea, Vol. 2 (of 3)
Russell, William Clark
English fiction -- 19th century; Sea stories
‘I know it,’ said I, after thinking a little; ‘because Miss Lee told me
that her mother had hired the cabin for the round voyage.’
‘Ha!’ he exclaimed, exchanging a look with Mrs. Lee. ‘Well?’ he
continued, slightly smiling, ‘you will consider yourself a passenger
who does not pay. You are the guest of the ship. Some ships are
hospitable and liberal hostesses, and the owners of the _Deal Castle_
would wish her to be one of them. Do, pray, be perfectly easy on that
score.’
I bowed my head, murmuring a ‘Thank you.’
‘There is one consoling part to be borne in mind,’ said he, addressing
Mrs. Lee; ‘one fact that should tend to console and soothe this lady:
it is this--she is single. She might have been a married woman driven
by disaster from her husband, and, worse still, from her children.
But put it that she has parents--it may not be so, who can tell that
her parents are living? But to be sundered from a mother and a father
to whom, in the course of time, one is certain to return, is not like
being torn from one’s children. This is a consideration to console
you, Miss C----.’
‘Do not cry,’ said Mrs. Lee, taking my arm. ‘I fully agree with the
captain. Only think how it would be if, instead of being single, you
were a mother cruelly and strangely taken away from your children.’
At this point, Sir Frederick Thompson, who had been intently surveying
us from the other side of the deck, approached. He bowed, and lifted a
little white wideawake.
‘I beg pardon for intruding,’ said he, ‘but I should like to ask this
lady a question.’
‘If it refers to anything that is past, Sir Frederick,’ exclaimed
Captain Ladmore, ‘I fear she will not be able to satisfy your
curiosity.’
‘There’s no curiosity,’ said Sir Frederick; ‘it’s merely this: when I
was sheriff, Lady Thompson and me, for my poor wife was then living,
were invited to the ’ouse of Lord ----,’ and he named a certain
nobleman; ‘and I remember that at supper I sat next to his lordship’s
sister-in-law, Lady Loocy Calthorpe, whose father was the third Earl
----,’ and here he pronounced the name of another nobleman. ‘What I
wanted to say is that this lady is the very himage of Lady Loocy,
excepting that Lady Loocy ’adn’t white ’air. Now, mam,’ said he,
addressing me; ‘of course you’re not Lady Loocy; but you might be a
relative, for Lady Loocy had several sisters and a great number of
cousins.’
‘I do not know who I am,’ I answered.
‘How long ago is it since you sat beside Lady Lucy Calthorpe at supper,
Sir Frederick?’ asked the captain.
‘Why, getting on for two years and an ’arf.’
‘And you remember her distinctly enough to enable you to find a
likeness to her in this lady?’
‘God bless you, captain, yes. If it wasn’t for the white ’air, I should
say that this lady was Lady Loocy herself.’
‘Is Calthorpe the family name of the Earl of ----?’ said Mrs. Lee.
‘Certainly, it is,’ answered Sir Frederick; ‘you’ll find it in the
Peerage.’
‘The lady’s initials are A. C.,’ said the captain.
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