The Convict Ship, Volume 1 (of 3)Russell, William Clark
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The Convict Ship, Volume 1 (of 3)
Russell, William Clark
Convict ships -- Fiction; Young women -- Fiction
‘You really mean to follow him?’ I viewed him steadily without
speaking. ‘Alone, as you are?’ he continued. ‘All the way to the other
side of the world, where you haven’t a friend and where the chances
are--the chances are--’ he repeated slowly, then paused and cried out:
‘Why, yes, you have the love and spirit to do it, and when done it will
be nobly done, to my way of thinking. But it will be like making a
felon of yourself, Marian.’
I put my hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eyes.
‘You know, Will, I couldn’t live separated from Tom.’
‘Don’t stare so. What eyes you have! Do they shine in the dark?’
‘He is an innocent, suffering man, and I am as much his wife at heart
as though his wedding-ring were on my finger. I mean to do more than
follow him. If he goes in your ship I shall sail with him.’
The young fellow drew backward from my hand with a movement of
astonishment.
‘Impossible!’ he exclaimed.
‘Stop! Before you say a word--but stay: wait till we have dined. I have
much to talk to you about. There will be no going to St. James’s Park
this afternoon.’
My maid had entered to lay the cloth, and I broke off nodding and
smiling at him, and went upstairs to remove my outdoor things.
CHAPTER XIV
SHE DRESSES AS A BOY
On our sitting down to dinner I made him gather by my looks that I
would talk of anything sooner than Tom before my maid. When I had
dismissed the girl, Will lay back in his chair and said: ‘It will be a
withering stiff joke, Marian, if Butler sails in the _Childe Harold_.
It will be precious awkward for me. I shan’t be able to speak to him,
I suppose--not even to nod, I dare say. A perfectly innocent man, too;
one of the best sailors out of London or Liverpool, a man who’s dined
with father and mother and been a welcome guest at their house.’
I waited a moment and then said: ‘And my sweetheart, and husband some
day. Why didn’t you add that?’
‘It was at the end of my tongue. It’ll increase the awkwardness. It’s
beastly unpleasant enough to see the friend of your family dressed as
a Newgate dandy and in chains, but when you’ve got to cut him--I mean
when the sentinels won’t let you look at him--he being all the while
your first and only cousin’s sweetheart and engaged to be married to
her! But if he’s to be one of our convicts, I’ll take some big risks,
Marian, to let him know that I consider him as innocent as I am, and
that I’m all his friend down to the very heels of me.’
‘Will, I have an idea, and I want you to help me to carry it out.’
‘What is it?’
‘Do you love me?’
‘With all my heart, and will do anything I can or dare do for you and
Tom.’
‘Tom is sure to sail in your ship, and I must sail in her too.’
‘But how? But how?’ said he, a little petulantly. ‘Haven’t I told you
that the ship won’t book passengers? They’ll reconstruct her below
decks fore and aft, and every inch of her is hired for the lodging of
convicts and soldiers and sailors.’
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