Illustrations of political economy, Volume 6 (of 9)Martineau, Harriet
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Illustrations of political economy, Volume 6 (of 9)
Martineau, Harriet
Didactic fiction, English; Political fiction, English; Social problems -- Fiction
"Without his hearing how you shrieked and ran away," thought Matilda;
and she was strongly tempted to say it, but refrained: and when
Elizabeth at length found that she really must be going if she meant to
be at home before dark, the sisters by marriage parted on friendly
terms.
The Lieutenant looked somewhat graver than usual when he came in to
dinner, and little disposed to talk while a third person was present.
Moreover, he had the air of listening in the intervals between the
clattering of plates and knives, and the creaking of the servant's
shoes. Before drawing to the fire, when the door was at length closed
behind table-cloth and cheese, he went to the window to look out,--the
dull window which allowed little to be seen through its salted panes. He
was about to repair to an upper window, but Matilda wrapped her head in
a shawl, and threw up the sash.
"You would have me believe," she said, in answer to her husband's fears,
"that I am not fit to live in this place: but I scorn both wind and fog.
If you should wish to set a watch in Parson Darby's hole, I believe I
should serve your purpose as well as any body;--as long, I mean, as no
fighting was required."
"Let us see what you will make of it to-night, without going to Parson
Darby's hole. If your eyes and ears are better than mine, I may be glad
of them presently."
"What am I to look and listen for? This booming sea is enough to prevent
our hearing anything else, unless it be two of your gruff men talking
close by the window. What else do you expect me to hear?"
"Possibly a whistle, which may be heard among all conceivable
combinations of hoarse sounds."
"But your own men whistle."
"Not to-night. They have orders to the contrary."
"Mr. Pim whistles perpetually, when he is not mimicking a whining,
whipped scholar, or waiting the explosion of some practical joke. What
is to be done with poor Mr. Pim, if he is caught in the fact?"
"He will take care to be caught in no fact that will do him any harm.
Only tell me if you hear a whistle; that is all. And point out any
signal you may see;--but, I dare say, you do not know how to look for
one."
"I wish you would take me out, and teach me."
"What, now? This bitter evening? My love, you could scarcely keep your
footing in this wind. And it is so dark----"
"So much the better for a first lesson. If you are really going
yourself, do take me with you."
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