Indeed, the near proximity of the steamer itself, the apparent air of
bustle and haste displayed everywhere in the vicinity, the hoarse cries
betokening haste and perplexity which arose upon all sides, had the
effect of heightening rather than diminishing my apprehensions.
Moreover, persons drawn from all walks of life were constantly coming
into abrupt and violent contact with me as they passed into the pier
carrying objects of varying bulk and shape. Others, with almost equal
frequency, stumbled over my hand-luggage which I had taken pains to
dispose about me in neatly piled array. To top all, I was repeatedly
approached by unkempt individuals offering their services in
transporting my portable equipment aboard ship. I found it quite
absolutely necessary to maintain a vigilant guard against their
importunities, one elderly person of a very unprepossessing exterior
aspect even going so far as to lay hands upon the black leather valise,
thus requiring me to engage in a decidedly unseemly struggle with him
for its possession. I believe I may safely assert that I am not of an
unduly suspicious nature but assuredly the appearance of this man and
his fellows was such as to create doubt as to the honesty of their
ultimate motives. What between turning this way to wave off a
particularly persistent applicant and turning that way again to beg the
pardon of strangers who found themselves in actual collision with me and
my belongings, I was rendered quite dizzy, besides sustaining several
painful bruises upon the nether limbs.
At length I felt I could no longer endure the strain; already my nerves
seemed stretched to the breaking point. After some minutes, I succeeded,
by dint of spoken appeals and gestures, in engaging the ear of a police
officer who appeared to be on duty at a point nearby. To him I gave my
name and calling, and furnished him also with a personal description of
the strangely missing taxicab driver, charging him, the police officer,
to bid the driver to seek me out in my quarters aboard ship when he, the
driver, should reappear with my change.
This matter disposed of, I gathered up my luggage as best I could and
laden like unto a veritable beast of burden wended my way adown the
interior of the long, barn-like structure, pausing at intervals, more or
less annoying in their frequency, to re-collect and readjust certain
small parcels which persistently slipped from beneath my arms or out of
my fingers. The weather being warm, I was presently aglow and in fact
quite moistly suffused with particles of perspiration.
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