Fair play : $b a novelSouthworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
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Fair play : $b a novel
Southworth, Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte
American fiction -- 19th century
“While we remain on this island I will never even ask you for a promise
or a hope of the sort; and this is the last time I will ever allude to
the subject. But now you should have some repose. I can understand why
you should deem it prudent to watch the night out rather than sleep, in
this strange land, which might, for aught you knew, be infested with
wild beasts; but now that I am here to defend you, there is no reason
why you should not sleep in peace.”
“I was not afraid to go to sleep,” replied Miss Conyers, a little
proudly; “but my companion here refused to go into the shelter that I
proposed, and I did not think it right to leave her alone.”
“It was like you to think of others first; but now you can both seek
shelter and sleep while I watch. There is a fine grotto that I passed in
my rambles over the island, which I think would afford you a safe place
of refuge for to-night. To-morrow better shelter shall be provided.”
“I thank you earnestly,” said Miss Conyers. “That grotto was the place
of shelter I first wished to go to. Come, Judith.”
“Sure, and I’ll not budge a fut unless the gentleman promises to stand
at the hole all night to keep off the wild bastes!” said the woman,
defiantly.
“I promise that, Judith. I had a good night’s rest on the wreck last
night, and so I can very well afford to lose this night’s sleep,”
replied Mr. Rosenthal.
Britomarte objected strongly to Justin’s proposed watching; but he
succeeded in convincing her that he could watch without inconvenience.
And so they all went to the grotto in the thicket.
Justin spread his greatcoat on the floor to make a bed for Britomarte,
and then he bade her good-night, and went out and took up his stand as
sentinel before her rude bower.
CHAPTER XV.
MAKING THE BEST OF IT.
With the earliest dawn of morning Justin withdrew from his post and went
and gathered some loose, dry sticks, and piled them up before the hole
of the grotto, and but a short distance from it. Then he took some
matches that he had brought in his pocket, and kindled a fire to protect
Britomarte and her attendant from the approach of any beast of prey; for
it is well known that no wild animal will ever venture to come near a
fire.
Then leaving his sleeping charge, he took up his stout walking staff and
hurried away as fast as he could go in the direction of the causeway.
His wish and intention was to go to the ship and procure some provisions
for Britomarte’s breakfast, and to return with them to the grotto before
she should awake and miss him from his post.
Knowing now the way so well, and being relieved from the trouble of
looking after the little dog, that he had left sleeping at the feet of
Britomarte, he made much faster progress over the distance between the
island and the ship than he made on the preceding day.
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