The Yarn of Old Harbour TownRussell, William Clark
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The Yarn of Old Harbour Town
Russell, William Clark
English fiction -- 20th century; Historical fiction; Sea stories
Her wild look, the extraordinary change by dramatisation of the eyes
which she held in their soft brilliance fastened upon him, her raised,
painful, indescribable voice, her attitude, the hue of her face, might
well have suggested to him that her threat was no idle one, that being
a young woman of exquisite sensibility she might be so wrought by
his inhuman conduct as to lose her mind, her delicate intellect would
stagger into madness under the cruel blow he had dealt her in the name
of love.
"You are not likely to go mad," he said, smiling at her, and his
handsome face with that smile lighting it up might have helped to
conquer any woman, though betrayed into the imprisonment of a ship's
cabin, and sailed away with into unknown regions, who in her heart of
hearts felt towards this man as Lucy Acton did. But not in the way that
Mr Lawrence had devised was the victory to be his.
"When am I to leave this ship?" she asked.
"Will you be seated?"
"No, sir. When am I to leave this ship?"
"You know, madam--Miss Acton--Lucy--_my_ Lucy--that I am a man of
broken fortunes. I have struggled hard to retrieve the past, but the
world is full, and I have been unable to find room in it. You came in
my way. I adored your beauty, and worshipped you for your character.
You would not accept my hand, but I felt in my secret soul that I was
not indifferent to you--nay, that if I could advance higher claims than
those of a broken lieutenant and a man with the reputation of being
a gambler and a drunkard, you would have listened to me, you would
have consented. Nor would your father have objected, for he loves our
service, and his partiality for Sir William would have helped me. I
determined to win you, no matter the machinery I might set in motion.
I was determined to escape the horrible trouble of bankruptcy, and
the intolerable menace of a debtor's gaol, by carrying this ship to a
port and there selling her and her cargo through the agency of a man
who is known to me, and with the money thus got, I mean to pay off all
my creditors in England, and return with you as my wife, assured of
Captain Acton's forgiveness for your sake, and equally assured of his
approval, as it is my intention to hoist the flag of honour as high as
my father has mastheaded it, to be a gentleman, to live as a gentleman,
and to be deemed by the part I hope to play in the drama of life,
worthy of being the husband of Lucy Acton, and the son-in-law of her
gallant, generous, noble-hearted father."
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