Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand WarHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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Maori and Settler: A Story of The New Zealand War
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Māori (New Zealand people) -- Juvenile fiction; New Zealand -- History -- Juvenile fiction
"He is a capital fellow," Wilfrid said. "I think we shall get on
splendidly together. He is full of fun, and makes all sorts of jokes
about his own size. He has travelled a tremendous lot, and is up to
everything. He is nothing like so old as you would think, if you have
not seen his face. I do not think he is above thirty-five or so. Well,
as I see you have just finished, I will go up and see how we are getting
on."
When Wilfrid reached the deck he found the vessel was off Erith, and was
greeted by his sister.
"You silly boy, you have been missing the sight of all the shipping, and
of Greenwich Hospital. The idea of stopping below all this time. I
should have come to call you up if I had known which was your room."
"Cabin, you goose!" Wilfrid said; "the idea of talking of rooms on board
a ship. I would have come up if I had thought of it; but I was so busy
putting things to right and making the acquaintance of the gentleman in
the cabin with me that I forgot altogether we were moving down the
river."
"Which is he, Wilfrid?"
Wilfrid laughed and nodded in the direction of Mr. Atherton, who was
standing with his back towards them a short distance away.
Marion's eyes opened wide.
"Oh, Wil, what a big man! He must quite fill up the cabin."
"He seems an awfully good fellow, Marion."
"I daresay he may be, Wil; but he will certainly take up more than his
share of the cabin."
"It is awkward, isn't it, young lady?" Mr. Atherton said, suddenly
turning round on his heel, to Marion's horror, while Wilfrid flushed
scarlet, for he had not the least idea that his words could be heard. "I
have capital hearing, you see," Mr. Atherton went on with a laugh, "and
a very useful sense it is sometimes, and has stood me in good service
upon many occasions, though I own that it effectually prevents my
cherishing any illusion as to my personal appearance. This is your
sister, of course, Renshaw; in fact, anyone could see that at a glance.
There is nothing like making acquaintances early on the voyage; the
first day is in that respect the most important of all."
"Why is that?" Marion asked.
"Because as a rule the order in which people sit down to table on the
first day of the voyage is that in which they sit the whole time. Now,
if one happens to sit one's self down by people who turn out
disagreeable it is a very great nuisance, and therefore it is very
important to find out a little about one's fellow-passengers the first
day, so as to take a seat next to someone whom you are not likely to
quarrel with before you have been a week at sea."
"Then they do not arrange places for you, Mr. Atherton?"
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