"No, my dear," he said, "I am not a good man. You have seen me at my
best. I am a convict, and when I came on board the 'Merry Andrew,' I
was trying to escape from the colony. There's many a black mark
against me which I doubt will never be wiped out in this world. I was
a little sinned against at first, it is true, but I had my revenge
afterwards; I couldn't be meek and humble under undeserved punishment.
There! that's all I shall tell you about myself. Your imagination must
fill in the outlines. And, mind you! you can't make me out worse than
I am. I am glad I have made this confession, lame and bald as it is;
it has relieved my mind." He turned his back to them, with a motion
which said, "You see what a vagabond I am; I am not fit company for
such as you."
But Minnie laid one hand upon his shoulder, and with the other turned
his face towards hers.
"You are a good man," she repeated earnestly, looking into his eyes,
which were filled with tears, "and I honor and respect you."
"And I, too," said Joshua, grasping his hand heartily. "If it should
be our good fortune to meet under happier circumstances than these, I
will show my gratitude to you."
"There, there, there!" exclaimed Rough-and-Ready, half roughly, half
tenderly; "enough said about the past. We sha'n't be together much
longer, as I've told you, and as you'll soon find. We must take things
as they come, and make the best of them. Do you know the natives have
a curious fancy about you?" he said to Minnie. "There was once in
their tribe a young woman of rare beauty and virtues, who was idolized
by all I don't know how long ago this was, and it is only by piecing
stray words and actions together that I have been able to understand
it. Well, this young woman, by some means or other, was transformed
into a star. They believe you to be her, having taken mortal form
again to visit them. 'Tis a pretty fancy, isn't it?"
"But I am white, and"--
"She was black," interrupted Rough-and-Ready gayly. "That is easily
accounted for; they believe that when they die they jump up white. If
you were of their color, they would not have the fancy about you."
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