Rich people -- Fiction; Widows -- Fiction; Yachts -- Fiction
"Not a bit of it!" said he. "But they may not want to go so far.
Besides, if we find the Captain at Kingston, we mayn't feel like going
back in a hurry. I'll tell you what we could do, Mrs. Cliff! We wouldn't
lose any time worth speaking of if we touched at Nassau,--that's in the
Bahamas, and a jolly place to go to. Then we might discharge our cargo
of ministers, and if you paid their board until the next steamer sailed
for New York, and their passage home, I should think they would be just
as well satisfied as if they came back with us!"
Mrs. Cliff reflected. "That's true!" said she, presently. "I can explain
the case to them, and I don't see why they should not be satisfied. And
as for me, nobody could be more willing than I am to give pleasure to
these ministers, but I don't believe that I could give up seeing Edna
and Captain Horn for the sake of any members of any Synod!"
"All right, madam!" cried the impatient Burke. "You settle the matter
with the parsons, and I haven't a doubt you can make it all right; and
I'll be off! Everything has got to be on board to-night. I'll come after
you early this evening." With this he departed.
When Mr. Burke had gone, Mrs. Cliff, very much excited by what she had
heard and by the thought of what she was going to do, told Willy that
she could go on with the packing while she herself went over to the
church in Brooklyn and explained matters to the members of the Synod who
intended to go with her, and give them a chance to decide whether or not
the plan proposed by Mr. Burke would suit them.
She carried out this intention and drove to Brooklyn in a carriage, but,
having been delayed by many things which Willy wanted to know about the
packing, and having forgotten in what street the church was situated,
she lost a good deal of time; and when she reached her destination she
found that the Synod had adjourned _sine die_.
Mrs. Cliff sighed. It was a great pity to have taken so much trouble,
especially when time was so precious, but she had done what she could.
It would be impossible for her to find the members in their temporary
places of abode, and the only thing she could do now was to tell them
the change in her plans when they came on board that evening, and then,
if they did not care to sail with her, they would have plenty of time to
go on shore again.
CHAPTER XXII
THE "SUMMER SHELTER" GOES TO SEA
Mr. Burke did not arrive to escort Mrs. Cliff and Willy Croup to the
yacht until nearly nine o'clock in the evening. They had sent their
baggage to the vessel in the afternoon, and had now been expecting him,
with great impatience, for nearly an hour, but when Mr. Burke arrived,
it was impossible to find fault with him, for he had been busy, he said,
every minute of the day.
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