At Sunwich Port, Part 4.: Contents: Chapters 16-20Jacobs, W. W. (William Wymark)
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At Sunwich Port, Part 4.: Contents: Chapters 16-20
Jacobs, W. W. (William Wymark)
Betrothal -- Fiction; Family -- England -- Fiction; Fathers and sons -- Fiction; Ship captains -- Fiction
"He was off the moment we berthed," said his father, suppressing a smile.
"I don't mean that he bolted--he'd got enough starch left in him not to
do that--but he didn't trespass on our hospitality a moment longer than
was necessary. I heard that he got a passage home on the Columbus. He
knew the master. She sailed some time before us for London. I thought
he'd have been home by this."
It was not until two days later, however, that the gossip in Sunwich
received a pleasant fillip by the arrival of the injured captain. He
came down from London by the midday train, and, disdaining the privacy
of a cab, prepared to run the gauntlet of his fellow-townsmen.
A weaker man would have made a detour, but he held a direct course, and
with a curt nod to acquaintances who would have stopped him walked
swiftly in the direction of home. Tradesmen ran to their shop-doors to
see him, and smoking amphibians lounging at street corners broke out into
sunny smiles as he passed. He met these annoyances with a set face and a
cold eye, but his views concerning children were not improved by the
crowd of small creatures which fluttered along the road ahead of him and,
hopeful of developments, clustered round the gate as he passed in.
[Illustration: "He met these annoyances with a set face."]
It is the pride and privilege of most returned wanderers to hold forth
at great length concerning their adventures, but Captain Nugent was
commendably brief. At first he could hardly be induced to speak of them
at all, but the necessity of contradicting stories which Bella had
gleaned for Mrs. Kingdom from friends in town proved too strong for him.
He ground his teeth with suppressed fury as he listened to some of them.
The truth was bad enough, and his daughter, sitting by his side with her
hand in his, was trembling with indignation.
"Poor father," she said, tenderly; "what a time you must have had."
"It won't bear thinking of," said Mrs. Kingdom, not to be outdone in
sympathy.
"He met these annoyances with a set face."
"Well, don't think of it," said the captain, shortly.
Mrs. Kingdom sighed as though to indicate that her feelings were not to
be suppressed in that simple fashion.
"The anxiety has been very great," she said, shaking her head, "but
everybody's been very kind. I'm sure all our friends have been most
sympathetic. I couldn't go outside the house without somebody stopping
me and asking whether there was any news of you. I'd no idea you were so
popular; even the milkman----"
"I'd like some tea," interrupted the captain, roughly; "that is, when you
have finished your very interesting information."
Mrs. Kingdom pursed her lips together to suppress the words she was
afraid to utter, and rang the bell.
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