Cap'n Abe, Storekeeper: A Story of Cape CodCooper, James A.
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Cap'n Abe, Storekeeper: A Story of Cape Cod
Cooper, James A.
Cape Cod (Mass.) -- Fiction
"Come out of there! Come out instantly, Diddimus! What do you mean by
venturing in where we are all forbidden to enter? Don't you know,
Diddimus, that only fools dare venture where angels fear to tread?
Scat!"
Something on the washstand caught Louise's glance. In the bottom of
the washbowl was the stain of a dark brown liquid. Beside it stood a
bottle the label of which she could read from the doorway.
She caught her breath, standing for half a minute as though entranced.
Diddimus, hearing a distant footstep, and evidently suspecting it,
whisked past Louise out of the room.
There were other articles on the washstand that claimed the girl's
notice; but it was to the bottle labeled "Walnut Stain" that her gaze
returned. She crept away to her own room, lit her lamp, and did not
even see Cap'n Amazon Silt again that night.
CHAPTER XXII
SHOCKING NEWS
"Ford Tapp was here last night," Cap'n Amazon told Louise at the
breakfast table. "I cal'late he was lookin' for you, though he didn't
just up an' say so. Seemed worried like for fear't you wouldn't have a
good opinion of him."
"Mercy! what has he done?" cried the girl laughing, for even the sound
of Lawford's name made her glad.
"Seems it's what he ain't done. What's all this 'bout your jumpin'
overboard t'other day and savin' him from drownin'?" and the mariner
fairly beamed upon her.
"Oh, uncle, you mustn't believe everything you hear!"
"No? But Bet Gallup says 'tis so. You air a hi-mighty plucky girl, I
guess. I allus have thought so--and so did Abe. But I kind of feel as
though I'm sort o' responsible for your safety an' well-bein' while you
air here, and I can't countenance no such actions."
"Now, uncle!"
"Fellers like Ford Tapp air as plenty as horse-briers in a sand lot;
but girls like you ain't made often, I cal'late. Next time that feller
has to be rescued, you let Bet Gallup do it."
She knew Cap'n Amazon well enough now to see that his roughness was
assumed. His eyes were moist as his gaze rested on her face, and he
blew his nose noisily at the end of his speech.
"You take keer o' yourself, Louise," he added huskily. "If anything
should happen to you, what--what would Abe say?"
The depth of his feeling for her--so plainly and so unexpectedly
displayed--halted Louise in her already formed intention. She had
arisen on this morning, determined to "have it out" with Cap'n Amazon
Silt. On several points she wished to be enlightened--felt that she
had a right to demand an explanation.
For she was quite positive that Cap'n Amazon was not at all what he
claimed to be. His actual personality was as yet a mystery to her; but
she was positive on this point: He was _not_ Captain Amazon Silt,
master mariner and rover of the seas. He was an entirely different
person, and Louise desired to know what he meant by this masquerade.
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