After breakfast, the little party had gathered around him to hear his story. Out of consideration of his weariness the night before, they had unanimously refrained from questioning him. However, Frances had kept Jane awake well into the night with surmises3 of her find’s looks and personality.
“What do you suppose he would look like, Jane, with a clean face and a shave and his hair combed and decent clothes?” she had asked. “He has such a lot of red hair that I bet he is cross as the dickens.”
“Child,” said Jane with the superior wisdom of one who has lived for twenty-one years with a wifeless father and a motherless brother, “all men are cross when they are sick. He is probably quite nice.”
Consequently the strange man’s discoverer was delightfully4 surprised when she came down from on deck to hear his story and found him nicely shaven, with his red hair, which she immediately decided6 was auburn, brushed till it shone and his dirty white ducks replaced by a gay bathrobe of Jack7’s.
“I would like to make it awfully8 interesting,” he began with a grin, “I feel that the two girls who carried my hundred and eighty pounds down that hill should have the reward of having saved a movie hero or the lost heir—anyone, in fact, except just plain Tim Reynolds, who is doing nothing more romantic than spending the summer with his family at Nantucket Island. That is I am supposed to be—the fact is I am proud possessor of a thirty-foot sailboat and, as the result of that, I had the misfortune, or the fortune rather,” this with a friendly little nod at Frances, “to sail into Old Harbor and climb up that hill and break my leg.”
“We are glad you did,” announced Mabel genially9 and then as everybody laughed at her she added, “Of course, I don’t mean I am glad he broke his leg, you all are so silly. Mr. Reynolds, you know I meant that we are glad you are on board the ‘Boojum,’ don’t you?”
Tim Reynolds nodded reassuringly10 and begged them not to call him “Mister.”
“You must let us take you to Nantucket, Tim,” said Mr. Wing.
“I couldn’t think of it, sir, you have been far too good already.”
“But we are going to Nantucket anyway. All of us want to see ’Sconset,” put in Frances.
“There is nothing I would like better, if you are really going there and I won’t be too much of a care. And, now that I have accepted, don’t you suppose it would be a good idea to get a message to my fond parents to the effect that their son is still inhaling11 and exhaling12 at regular intervals13?”
Ellen said in her quiet way, “I have just been looking at the chart and Vinal Haven5 is only a short distance from here. Why can’t Mabel and Charlie and Jack and I take the tender and go to Vinal Haven and send a telegram to the fond parents? I know that they have laid a cable to Nantucket from Martha’s Vineyard. We could be back in time for lunch.”
“Isn’t that a good idea?” asked Jack proudly.
“It is if you four can remember what you are going for,” teased his sister. “Mr. Wing, will it leave you too stranded14 if I get Breck to row me over to Hurricane Island in the dinghy? I am wild to know why there are so many deserted15 houses there. So far, I haven’t seen a sign of life.”
“Would you mind very much rowing round the island I stumbled over and see if my boat is still there? I put over the two anchors; she ought to hold,” Tim said to Breck.
“And what are you going to do about getting her home?” Frances asked Tim, coming over to sit on the companion steps as the others went above.
“We’ve decided enough for one day. Let’s worry about that tomorrow. Why don’t you tell me how you and Jane happen to be such quick thinkers and how you happened to have enough grit16 to get me down that long hill?”
There was a great noise and bustle17 on deck, as was always the case when Mabel was about to do anything. Soon the sound of the tender’s motor was heard and its wash licked against the “Boojum’s” sleek18 black sides. Jane peered down the hatch with intent to ask Frances to come along with Breck and herself, but on seeing the pleasant conversation that was beginning, she decided not to interrupt it.
“Let’s go over to Hurricane Island first and come back by the island of adventure to see if Tim Reynolds’ boat is there,” suggested Breck, as he pulled the dinghy along with sure strokes.
Watching him, Jane thought how very well he did whatever he set his hand to do. This was their first moment alone since the startling disclosure Breck had made about himself the day before. Not that it had come as a very great surprise to Jane, because she had always felt that he was some one other than a deck hand and she might have known that he would have been among the first to offer himself to serve humanity.
As he rowed, he watched her and, seeing her thoughtful expression, suddenly asked her, “Jane, what are you wondering about?”
“About Breck,” she said frankly19.
“What do you want to know about him?” he asked, smiling at her utter frankness.
“Whatever he wants to tell me.”
“That is a large order, because do you know, Jane, I want to tell you everything good or bad that has ever happened to me. I’ve wanted to tell you several things for some time, but I felt that I had no right to burden you with my affairs.”
“Breck, you know I’ve wanted to know about you but felt that I had no right to pry20 into those same affairs. Do you remember that night at Gloucester, when you got those two telegrams? I saw you frown at one and grin at the other. It was all I could do to keep from asking what had happened, ’specially about the one you didn’t seem to like,” she confessed.
“The one I liked was from a friend of mine in New York. I left a lot of stories with him and asked him to get the stuff decently copied and send some of them around to different magazines for me. The telegram told me that the Saturday Evening Post had accepted a story and wanted to see more. That tickled21 me mightily22, because it is the first luck I have had with a big magazine. The other was from my sister, assuring me that my father was as mad at me as ever.”
“I wondered why you didn’t write, Breck, you are always so keenly interested in people’s actions and reactions. I am awfully glad the Post took the story. Will you tell me why your father is mad at you, too?”
“To begin with, we have always disagreed from the time he sent me to a norfolk-jacket-and-buster-brown-collar-country-school-for-rich-little-boys and I wanted to wear a jersey23 and go to a public school in town. Not that I didn’t love the country, because the part of my life I remember with most pleasure is the summers I spent on my uncle’s ranch24 in the west.” Breck’s sunburned face took on the sad look that was so distressing25 to Jane. He continued, “A surprising thing happened. Both of us agreed on my going to Harvard and finally on my going into medicine. Everything was all right for two years and a half, when, at Christmas vacation, I decided to spend my holidays with some friends in New York instead of taking the trip across the continent to spend the time with my family in California.”
“But surely, just the failure to be with him at Christmas was not enough to cause a real breach,” Jane broke in.
“No, but what happened next was,” Breck went on. “My two friends and I had ridiculously large allowances. One night, we thought it would be fun to go slumming and see how the other half lived. For their sakes, I hope they have forgotten. For my part, I don’t believe I ever shall. The wretchedness, the sick misery26 of those people! At any rate, after my trip, I became fired with a great desire to do something for those people and wrote home to Father that I intended to hang out my shingle27 in the east side and, of course, practice for nothing. It never entered my head that Father wouldn’t abet28 me in such a work. He is very, very rich indeed and I thought that he would not only continue my allowance but probably give me large donations from time to time so that I might be able even to have an infirmary in connection with my office. My dream was short lived. When I got back to college, I found a curt29 note saying that my plan was ridiculous and that my allowance would be stopped immediately and that he would decline to foot the bill for my tuition with any such career in view. I wrote him in reply that I intended to do as I had written him before. He made good his threat and I stayed on at college for a few months, doing that supposedly romantic thing, ‘working my way through’ mostly by selling short things to small magazines. It is something that no one should be allowed to do too, let me tell you. Why there aren’t more cases of brain fag among the students that attempt it, I don’t see. Then things got so rotten on the other side that I couldn’t stand not being in it. So at last I got over with a bunch of my older friends with a French ambulance unit.”
Dismissing the part he played in the war as rapidly as possible, he hurried on to tell of what took place at his return.
“When you came back from overseas, didn’t his attitude change toward you a bit?” Jane asked anxiously.
“Oh, of course, I suppose he was proud of me in a way. They gave a huge ball and my sister made me meet all her blasé friends. After being so close to the realities, all their little affectations and vanities grated on me terribly. At any rate, after a very melodramatic scene in which my father offered to forget my silliness at Harvard and take me in as a junior partner in his tremendous exporting business, I saw that it wasn’t any use arguing, so I just told them good-bye and came to New York and got a job as reporter for one of the papers. Don’t let me bore you to death, will you, Jane? Everybody likes to talk about himself, I suppose, and it means an awful lot to me to be able to talk to somebody. I am not whining30 around for sympathy, you know that, don’t you?” he said quickly. “And I don’t mean to run down my family, they are all right in their way. We just don’t hit it off.”
“I know,” Jane said, “some people seem to get born in the wrong families and some families just seem to have the wrong children. But how did you happen to come on the ‘Boojum’?”
“I thought that, if I got outdoors, I would be able to write better stuff. You see, after I had been writing regular newspaper things all day, I needed to get out and do something else at night besides sitting in my room and writing at stories. Out on the coast at home, I had always had a boat of some sort or other and I was crazy about the water. So I thought that I could make enough money to see me through the summer, get a chance to do some writing and put in an enjoyable healthy summer if I signed on as deck hand on some yacht. ‘Boojum’ happened to be the one. So far, it is the best thing that has happened to me.”
“Wasn’t it awful hard pretending that you were just a plain deck hand? When we talked about things you knew about, didn’t you want to butt31 in?”
“It was harder than I dreamed it would be. I thought that you girls would be like my sister’s friends and, knowing how rich Mr. Wing was, I thought that he would run his yacht just as most of the sound yachtsmen do, as though it was some fragile little boat that couldn’t stand an all day sail, or rather that he couldn’t. When I found out what a peach of a bunch you all were and I realized what my position was, I admit I used to get pretty gloomy.”
“What a shame, Breck, when all of us wanted to be nice to you, but were afraid to be because we couldn’t bear to have you think we were the patronizing sort.”
“It wasn’t really bad,” Breck hastened to assure seeing the distressed32 look she gave him. “You see, when you girls began to get so keen about sailing the ship, it left me very little work to do on deck, so I had lots of time to put in on my writing.”
“Is it hard living in such close quarters in the galley33 with that funny little Dutch steward34?”
“It is rather interesting. He has been everywhere and has splendid tales to tell. Do you remember at Plymouth when you said that you would like to arrange the orchestration of his snores? That is the only real objection I have to him. He is the best-hearted little fellow in the world, so I suppose we ought to be ready to forgive him his only vice35.”
“He is a marvelous cook, don’t you think? But look here, Breck, you are just rowing anywhere, we’ll never get to the island unless we stop talking,” said Jane coming to the realization36 that for about half an hour they had been aimlessly drifting along, Breck occasionally dipping the copper37 tipped oars38 in the water from habit.
As they drew nearer the island they saw that a huge crane hung out over the water and that there was the remains39 of quite a large dock. Several dories and a small catboat were moored40 in the little harbor. A great many lobster41 pots were slung42 up on the rocks that shelved above the beach.
“It can’t be entirely43 deserted or I don’t suppose they would have left these perfectly44 good boats. And where there are lobsters45 there must be some lobsterers,” said Jane, a little disappointed that it wasn’t really a deserted island.
“Let’s carry it a little farther and hope that if the presence of the lobster pots can prove that there are lobsterers, then the presence of the lobsterers might prove some lobsters,” said Breck, remembering that Mabel had asked him to try and see if he couldn’t find some for her.
The water near shore was so clear that they could see the pebbles46 gleaming at least ten feet below the surface.
“I wish we had one of those glass bottom boats that the natives row the tourists around in at some of the South Sea Islands,” Breck said.
“There still doesn’t seem to be any sign of natives on this island to row us around in even an oak bottomed boat. Shall we just snoop about and hunt for some one or shall we stand here and yell till some one materializes?” Jane asked as she stepped out on the beach.
At the sound of her voice, there was a slight movement on one of the big slabs47 of granite48 and a boy of about sixteen, dressed in a gray flannel49 shirt and faded dungarees, stood up.
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