|THE question which suggested itself to Daireen as to the possibility of
seeing Standish aboard the steamer, was not the only one that occupied
her thoughts. How had he come aboard, and why had he come aboard, were
further questions whose solution puzzled her. She recollected how he
had told her on that last day she had seen him, while they walked in the
garden after leaving The Macnamara in that side room with the excellent
specimen of ancient furniture ranged with glass vessels, that he was
heartily tired of living among the ruins of the castle, and that he had
made up his mind to go out into the world of work. She had then begged
of him to take no action of so much importance until her father should
have returned to give him the advice he needed; and in that brief
postscript which she had added to the farewell letter given into the
care of the bard O'Brian, she had expressed her regret that this counsel
of hers had been rendered impracticable. Was it possible, however, that
Standish placed so much confidence in the likelihood of valuable advice
being given to him by her father that he had resolved to go out to the
Cape and speak with him on the subject face to face, she thought; but
it struck her that there would be something like an inconsistency in the
young man's travelling six thousand miles to take an opinion as to the
propriety of his leaving his home.
What was she to do? She felt that she must see Standish and have from
his own lips an explanation of how he had come aboard the ship; but
in that, sentence he had spoken to her he had entreated of her to keep
silence, so that she dared not seek for him under the guidance of Mrs.
Crawford or any of her friends aboard the vessel. It would be necessary
for her to find him alone, and she knew that this would be a difficult
thing to do, situated as she was. But let the worst come, she reflected
that it could only result in the true position of Standish being-known.
This was really all that the girl believed could possibly be the result
if a secret interview between herself and a sailor aboard the steamer
should be discovered; and, thinking of the worst consequences so
lightly, made her all the more anxious to hasten on such an interview if
she could contrive it.
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