The Harlequin Opal: A Romance. Vol. 1 (of 3) — David Hume — John Shaqi
The Harlequin Opal: A Romance. Vol. 1 (of 3)
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"Is she a fast boat?"
"Fast!" echoed Philip, indignant at the imputation; "she's the fastest
steam-yacht afloat. Wait till she clears the Channel, then you'll see
what a clean pair of heels she can show."
"The quicker the better. I don't want to arrive at Tlatonac and find
Dolores missing."
"You won't find a hair of her head touched. You shall marry her, Jack,
and inherit the harlequin opal, and go and be priest to
Huitzilopochtli, if you like. Now have a glass of wine."
Tim, who was always handy when liquor was about, had already filled the
glasses and solemnly handed them to his friends.
"To the health," said Tim, standing up huge and burly, "of the future
Mrs. Duval."
The toast was drunk with acclamation.
CHAPTER III.
"THE BOHEMIAN."
Come, lads, and send the capstan round,
Oh, Rio! Rio!
Our good old barkey's outward bound,
Oh, Rio! Rio!
So, shipmates, all look sharp and spry,
To Poll and Nancy say good-bye,
And tell them, if they pipe their eye,
We're bound for Rio Grande.
The old man drank his grog and swore,
Oh, Rio! Rio!
He'd stay no longer slack ashore,
Oh, Rio! Rio!
"Come, tumble up, my lads," sez he,
"An' weigh the anchor speedily,
In twenty days the Cross we'll see,
We're bound for Rio Grande."
"What do you think of her?" asked Philip, with justifiable pride.
"She's as near perfection as can be," replied Jack, enthusiastically;
"no two opinions about that, old fellow."
_The Bohemian_ was a superbly modelled craft, and well deserved their
admiration as she lay in Yarmouth Harbour, Isle of Wight. Schooner
rigged fore and aft, she was close on two hundred tons yacht
measurement, and one of the smartest vessels of her kind in British
waters. Putting aside her speed when the screw was spinning, she was
renowned for her sailing capabilities. With all sails set, and a fair
wind, she could smoke through the water at the rate of fifteen knots an
hour. Thanks to her owner's wandering proclivities, she was well known
in every civilised port, and a good many savage anchorages had also
seen her graceful form glide into their smooth waters.