The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A TaleCooper, James Fenimore
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The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A Tale
Cooper, James Fenimore
Sea stories
“I have evaded all his questions, and he is more than half-disposed to
believe in necromancy. This is not the moment to confess the truth, for
he is not in a condition to hear it, being already much disturbed by
the uncertainty of what may follow the appearance of the brigantine on
the coast, and so near his own villa. But, be assured, he shall and
will acknowledge claims that I know how to support, and which, should I
fail of establishing, he would not dare to refuse to the redoubtable
‘Skimmer of the Seas.’ Come hither, the moment you hear his foot in the
passage.”
The last injunction was soon obeyed. The Alderman entered by one door,
as the active fugitive retreated by another; and where the weary
burgher expected to see his guests, he found an empty apartment. This
last circumstance, however, gave Myndert Van Beverout but little
surprise and no concern, as would appear by the indifference with which
he noted the circumstance.
“Vagaries and womanhood!” thought, rather than muttered, the Alderman.
“The jade turns like a fox in his tracks, and it would be easier to
convict a merchant who values his reputation, of a false invoice, than
this minx of nineteen of an indiscretion! There is so much of old
Etienne and his Norman blood in her eye, that one does not like to
provoke extremities; but here, when I expected Van Staats had profited
by his opportunity, the girl looks like a nun, at the mention of his
name. The Patroon is no Cupid, we must allow; or, in a week at sea, he
would have won the heart of a mermaid!—Aye—and here are more
perplexities, by the return of the Skimmer and his brig, and the
notions that young Ludlow has of his duty. Life and mortality! One must
quit trade, at some time or other, and begin to close the books of
life. I must seriously think of striking a final balance. If the
sum-total was a little more in my favor it should be gladly done
to-morrow!”
CHAPTER XXV.
“—Thou, Julia, thou hast metamorphosed me;
Made me neglect my studies, lose my time,
War with good counsel, set the world at nought.”
Two Gentlemen of Verona.
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