'Ta-ta, John, I'm off, you quaint, cocked-hat old Puritan
Precisian; but I couldn't leave without having tried a fall with
you first, and, on totting it up, I think Bill Coody's just had a
trifle the best of the mêlée. If I'd got on to the stores, I'd
have stayed in this derned little one-hoss place, but those
all-fired articles[21] upset that cart. I'll allow you that,
John; but I have you, my boy, over that little cargo of mine.
Why, the whole show was a got-up job, the cargo saw-dust, salvage
stocks worth £20 at an outside figure. The skipper, being a pal
of mine, lent me his duds, this morning, for I knew you'd be down
there sniffing and spectacling about with the morning's sunrise,
and I had the show ready for you, John, to walk into, and in you
walked like blue blazes. The £400 will about pay for my trouble,
and for the premiums on the store shares. Your principals will
have to buy the shares back from the banks--they mustn't buy
below par, though, John--you remind them of that.
'I've sold my biz., and am off with my pal, the skipper, this
moment. No time to handshake. Ta-ta, John, and bear no malice.
Stick to piety and 5 per cent., and don't buy up bankrupt
cargoes, and you'll be Lord Mayor of Old Quay before you're
finished. So long, your pardner,
'BILL COODY.'
FOOTNOTE:
[21] '_Article 5._--No shares shall be dealt in below their face value
except with the consent of the Board of Directors.'
THE PROTÉGÉ
The Vale of the Frolic in the far west of Northumberland had always
been a favourite retreat of mine. As I trudged the London pavements in
the dog-days before the Law Courts rose, my heart panted for the green
hills and the sweet silences of remotest Frolicdale.
The chiefest charm of the vale perhaps for me lay in the fact that it
was a track untrodden by the tourist, resembling the maid of the
waters of Dove in this--that it was one which, as yet, there were 'few
to know, and very few to love.'
It was a pastoral, sheep-raising countryside, inhabited by shepherds
almost entirely, who were at the same time farmers also, for their
tenure was something after the métayer order.
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