You may now behold me in a very different position, my dear Madam;
instead of the laced hat and hanger at my side, imagine me in a plain
suit of gray with black buttons, and a pen behind my ear; instead of
walking the deck and balancing to the motion of the vessel, I am now
perched immoveably upon a high stool; instead of sweeping the horizon
with my telescope, or watching the straining and bending of the spars
aloft, I am now with my eyes incessantly fixed upon the ledger or
day-book, absorbed in calculation. You may inquire how I liked the
change. At first, I must confess, not over much, and, notwithstanding
my dislike to the life of a privateer's-man, I often sighed heavily,
and wished that I were an officer in the king's service. The change
from a life of activity to one of sedentary habits was too sudden, and
I often found myself, with my eyes still fixed upon the figures
before me, absorbed in a sort of castle-building reverie, in which I
was boarding or chasing the enemy, handling my cutlass, and sometimes
so moved by my imagination as to brandish my arm over my head, when an
exclamation of surprise from one of the clerks would remind me of my
folly, and, angry with myself, I would once more resume my pen. But
after a time I had more command over myself, and could sit steadily at
my work. Mr. Trevannion had often observed how absent I was, and it
was a source of amusement to him; when we met at dinner, his daughter
would say: "So, I hear you had another sea-fight this morning, Mr.
Elrington;" and her father would laugh heartily as he gave a
description of my ridiculous conduct.
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