White Wings: A Yachting Romance, Volume IIBlack, William
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White Wings: A Yachting Romance, Volume II
Black, William
Yachting -- Fiction
The Laird looked puzzled: where was the joke?
"Oh," said she, noticing his bewilderment, "don’t you know that at the
mouth of Loch Etive the rocks are right in the middle, and the channel
on each side? He chose precisely the straight line for bringing his
vessel full tilt on the rocks!"
So this was the joke, then: that a valuable ship should be sunk? But it
soon became apparent that any topic was of profound interest—was
exceedingly facetious even—that could distract Mary Avon’s attention.
They would not let her brood over this thing. They would have found a
joke in a coffin. And indeed amidst all this talking and laughing Mary
Avon brightened up considerably; and took her part bravely; and seemed
to have forgotten all about her uncle and his evil deeds. You could only
have guessed from a certain preoccupation that, from time to time, these
words must have been appearing before her mind, their commonplace and
matter-of-fact phraseology in no way detracting from their horrible
import: "_Police-officers and others are requested to make immediate
search and inquiry for the above named; and those stationed at seaport
towns are particularly requested to search outward-bound vessels._" The
description of Mr. Frederick Smethurst that preceded this injunction was
not very flattering.
But among all the subjects, grave and gay, on which the Laird touched
during this repast, there was none he was so serious and pertinacious
about as the duty owed by young people to their parents and guardians.
It did not seem an opportune topic. He might, for example, have
enlarged upon the duties of guardians towards their helpless and
unprotected wards. However, on this matter he was most decided. He
even cross-examined his hostess, with an unusual sternness, on the
point. What was the limit—was there any limit—she would impose on the
duty which young folks owed to those who were their parents or who stood
to them in the relation of parents? Our sovereign mistress, a little
bit frightened, said she had always found her boys obedient enough. But
this would not do. Considering the care and affection bestowed on
them—considering the hardly-earned wealth spent on them—considering the
easy fortune offered to them—was it not bounden on young people to
consult and obey the wishes of those who had done so much for them? She
admitted that such was the case. Pressed to say where the limit of such
duty should lie, she said there was hardly any. So far good; and the
Laird was satisfied.
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