"One never knows what one can do till one tries. This is a great place
for bringing out one's unknown faculties. I've done a good many things
I never expected to do, since I came here."
"It might be a good plan. Can't it wait till I can help?"
"We'll see. We must do like the ants and squirrels--work hard while
it's fine and get in our supplies for the winter. We are mighty
fortunate to have such a store to draw upon."
He spent all the rest of the day slaving like a charwoman on the 'Jane
and Mary,' and The Girl lay in her nest watching him, as he went up and
down, now flinging rubbish overboard, then hauling up buckets of water,
and sluicing and mopping, with every now and again a cheery wave of
hand or mop in her direction, and long periods below devoted, she did
not doubt, to the doing of more of those things which he had never
done, or expected to do, until he came there. And her heart was very
warm to him, knowing that it was not for his own comfort but for hers
that all these great labours were toward.
She saw him busy on deck, bending and bobbing up and down, and once she
caught the gleam of vivid colours, and wondered what he was at. He was
a long time below after that, and then he went ashore for a load of
sand, and when it was getting dark she suddenly caught glimpse of his
head in the water as he wound up the day's work with a very necessary
swim.
He came across on the raft all aglow, but visibly tired and hungry, and
greeted her with a cheery, "I think you'll find it all to your liking.
I've swabbed away every trace of the former tenants and everything is
fresh and new."
"I wish I could have helped."
"Oh, but you did, by sitting quietly here and getting better, to say
nothing of a wave of the hand now and then."
"That was not doing much when you were working like a----"
"Like a nigger. I looked like one too till I'd had that swim. Now
I'll get supper ready, and tomorrow we'll flit, and you'll be able to
walk about on an even keel without any danger of falling."
He helped her down to the cabin and their very close quarters at the
bottom of the slope, and set to work preparing their evening meal. And
the more incongruous his occupations and the more menial his tasks, the
more The Girl's heart warmed towards him.
XLIX
In the morning, as soon as they had eaten, he got the raft round to the
lower side of the ship, ruthlessly hacked out a section of the bulwarks
so that she could step down with the smallest possible exertion, and
took her across to the new house.
Getting her on board without shock to the broken arm was not so easy.
He moored the raft, stem and stern, and braced it tight so that it
could not move. Then he built on it a pyramid of three empty boxes,
forming steps up which she could climb high enough to grip his strong
hand teaching down through the gap in the side and so be drawn safely
up on to the deck, which he had swabbed with sand and water till it was
cleaner than it had been for years.
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