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
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“I should fail in gratitude,” he said, “were I to part from so generous
a customer, without thanks for her liberality. The hope of meeting
again, will hasten my return.”
“I know not that you are my debtor for these thanks,” returned Alida,
though she saw that the Alderman was carefully collecting the contents
of the bale, and that he had already placed three or four of the most
tempting of its articles on her dressing-table. “We cannot be said to
have bargained.”
“I have parted with more than is visible to vulgar eyes,” returned the
stranger, dropping his voice, and speaking with an earnestness that
caused his auditor to start. “Whether there will be a return for the
gift, or perhaps I had better call it loss,—time and my stars must
show!”
He then took her hand, and raided it to his lips, by an action so
graceful and so gentle, as not to alarm the maiden, until the freedom
was done. La belle Barbérie reddened to her forehead, seemed disposed
to condemn the liberty, frowned, smiled, and curtsying in confusion,
withdrew.
Several minutes passed in profound silence, after Alida had
disappeared. The stranger was thoughtful, though his bright eye
kindled, as if merry thoughts were uppermost; and he paced the room,
entirely heedless of the existence of the Alderman. The latter,
however, soon took occasion to remind his companion of his presence.
“No fear of the girl’s prating,” exclaimed the Alderman, when his task
was ended. “She is an excellent and dutiful niece; and here, you see,
is a balance on her side of the account, that would shut the mouth of
the wife of the First Lord of the Treasury. I disliked the manner in
which you would have the child introduced; for, look you, I do not
think that either Monsieur Barbérie, or my late sister, would
altogether approve of her entering into traffic, so very young;—but
what is done, is done; and the Norman himself could not deny that I
have made a fair set-off, of very excellent commodities, for his
daughter’s benefit.—When dost mean to sail Master Seadrift?”
“With the morning tide. I little like the neighborhood of these
meddling guarda-costas.”
“Bravely answered! Prudence is a cardinal quality in a private trader;
and it is a quality that I esteem in Master Skimmer, next to his
punctuality. Dates and obligations! I wish half of the firms, of three
and four names, without counting the Co.’s, were as much to be depended
on. Dost not think it safer to repass the inlet, under favor of the
darkness?”
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