I tumbled out of bed and stood awhile, partly with the notion of making sure of my sea-legs, and partly to discover if I was likely to be sea-sick. Finding myself happily sound in all ways, I drew on some clothing and looked out. Wilfrid’s melancholy7 man sat at the cabin table, leaning his head upon his elbow, with his fingers penetrating8 the black plaister of hair over his brow, so that he presented a very dejected and disordered appearance. I called to him; he looked in my direction with a wandering eye, struggled to get[40] up, put his hand upon his stomach with an odd smile and sat again. I entered the cabin to see what ailed9 the fellow.
‘What’s the matter with you?’ said I. ‘Sick?’
He turned his hollow yellow face upon me, and I saw that he was in liquor.
‘It’s here, sir,’ he exclaimed, pointing with an inebriated10 forefinger11 to the lower button of his waistcoat; ‘it’s a feelin’, sir, as if I was a globe, sir, with gold and silver fishes a-swimming round and round, and poking13 of their noses against me to get out.’
He spoke14 respectfully, but thickly, with sundry15 little feints at rising, as though very sensible that he should not be sitting whilst I stood.
‘Try a dose of brandy,’ said I, satirically.
‘Do you think it will help me, sir?’ he inquired, pulling his fingers out of his hair and clasping his hands upon his waistcoat, whilst his lips went twisting into an intoxicated16 grin on one side of his nose, as it looked. ‘I will try it, Mr. Monson, sir. There’s a something here as wants settling, sir. I never was partial to the hocean, sir.’
He was proceeding17, but just then the second steward18 came below, on which I quitted the melancholy man, ordered a cold salt-water bath and a hot cup of coffee, and was presently on deck. It was a windy-looking morning, the sky high, grey, compacted; with here and there a dark curl of scud19 in chase of some bald lump of sulphur-coloured cloud blowing away to leeward20 like the first ball of powder smoke from a cannon21’s mouth ere the wind has had time to shred22 it. The water was green, a true Channel sea with the foam23 of the curled ridges24 dazzling out in times to the touch of a wet, pale beam of sunshine dropping in a lance of light in some breathless moment through one of the dim blue lines that here and there veined the dulness aloft. There was no land to be seen; the haze25 of the sea-line ran the water into the sky, and the green of the horizon went blending into the soft greyness of the heavens till it looked all one with a difference of colour only.
The yacht was bowling26 through it at a noble pace; the wind sat as it should for such a craft as the ‘Bride’; the sea had quartered her and swept in hillocks of foam along her lustrous27 bends, sending an impulse to her floating rushes with every pale boiling of it to her frame, and the sputter28 and creaming all about her bows, and the swirl29 of the snow over the lee rail, and the milk-white race of wake rising and falling fan-shaped astern prismatic with the glint of chips and bubbles and feathers of spume swept out of the giddiness by the rush of the wind, might have made you think yourself aboard a ship of a thousand tons. Upon my word it was as though the ‘Bride’ had got the scent30 and knew that the ‘Shark’ was not far distant. Finn was not sparing her. He was to windward, close beside the wheel, as I emerged, and I knew he watched me whilst I stood a moment in the hatch looking from the huge thunderous hollow of the mainsail to the yawn of the big square-sail[41] they had clapped upon her with the whole square topsail atop of it, topgallant sail stowed, but the jibs yearning33 from their sheets taut34 as fiddle-strings, as though they would bodily uproot35 the timber and iron to which they were belayed.
Something of the exhilaration of a real chase came into one with the glad roaring aloft and the saw-like spitting at the cutwater, and the sullen36 crash of the arching billow repulsed37 by the cleaving38 bow; and it was the instinct in me, I suppose, due to my early training and recollection of the long pursuit of more than one polacre and nimble-heeled schooner39 flush to the hatches with a living ebony cargo40 that made me send a look sheer over the bows in search of some shining quarry41 there.
There were three or four coasters in a huddle42 on the weather beam, their outlines sharp, but their substance of a dingy43 black against the yellowish glare of light over the water that way as though the East were finding reflection in it; and to leeward, a mile off, a full-rigged sailing ship on a bowline bound up Channel, and plunging44 her round bows with clumsy viciousness into the green hollows with a frequent lift of white water to above the cathead, where it blew in a storm of crystals into the head canvas.
‘Good morning, captain.’
‘Good morning, sir,’ answered Finn, knuckling45 his forehead in the old-fashioned style. ‘Nice little breeze of wind, sir.’
‘Ay, one could pray for nothing better,’ said I, crossing over to him. ‘You’ve got a fine craft here certainly, captain; no stint46 of beam, and bulwarks47 stout48 and tall enough to serve the purpose of a pirate. And how finely she rounds forward to the eyes! Hillo! getting ready with your gun so soon?’
‘No, sir, only a cleaning of him,’ he answered with a grin.
They had removed the tarpaulin49, and there stood the long piece, with a couple of seamen50 hard at work furbishing it up.
‘D’ye think,’ said I, making a step or two towards the rail to bring us out of earshot of the fellow who was standing51 at the wheel, ‘that Sir Wilfrid really means to let fly at the “Shark” should we overhaul52 her, if she refuses to heave to?’
‘I don’t doubt it, sir.’
‘But how about your crew? Will they be willing, think you, to fire into a vessel53 that’s a yacht like their own ship, that hails from the same port, and whose people may number amongst them acquaintances—old shipmates of your own men?’
‘They’ll obey orders, sir,’ said he quietly, with an air of caution in his long face.
‘Suppose it should come to our having to board the “Shark,” captain, and she shows fight—are you going to get your men to hazard their lives in the face of the pacific articles they, I presume, have signed?’
‘It’ll never come to a fight, Mr. Monson,’ he responded, ‘though I don’t say it may not come to our having to fire at the vessel to stop her; for you see if the Colonel commands Fidler to keep all[42] fast and take no notice of us there’ll be nothen for him but to obey: whilst stop her we must, do ye see, sir? But as to fighting——’ he shook his head. ‘No, sir; when the time’s come for boarding they’ll be willing to let us walk quietly over the side, no matter how much they may consider their feelings injured by our shooting at ’em. In short it’s like this; ne’er a man aboard the “Shark” but knows what the Colonel and her Ladyship’s gone and done; a good many, I dessay, are husbands themselves, not to speak of their being Englishmen, and ye may take it that ne’er a hand of ’em from Fidler down is going to resist Sir Wilfrid’s stepping on board to demand his own.’
‘You may be right,’ said I; ‘’tis hard to say, though. Do our crew know the errand we are on?’
‘Bound to it, sir. In fact, the shipping54 of that there gun wouldn’t allow the job to remain a secret. But the “Shark” was away first, and if all Southampton had got talking of our intention it couldn’t have signified, so far as consarns I mean their guessing at it aboard the “Shark.”’
‘You must have pushed your equipment forward with wonderful expedition?’
‘Yes, sir; we worked day and night. Of course we was all ready for sea, but there would be many things a-wanting for what might turn out a six or seven thousand mile run with ne’er a stoppage along the whole road of it.’
My eye was just then taken by something that glittered upon the mainmast within reach of a man’s uplifted arm. I peered, imagining it to be a little plate with an inscription55 upon it commemorating56 something that Wilfrid might have deemed worthy57 of a memorial. I caught Finn grinning.
‘D’ye see what it is, sir?’ said he.
I looked again, and shook my head. He walked to the mast, and I followed him, and now I saw that it was a handsome five-guinea piece, obviously of an old date—but it was too high to distinguish the impress clearly—secured by a couple of little staples58 which gripped without piercing or wounding it.
‘That piece of money,’ said Finn, ‘is for the first man that sights the “Shark.”’
‘Ha!’ I exclaimed, ‘an old whaling practice. My cousin has not viewed the world for nothing!’
It was but a trifling59 thing, yet in its way it was almost as hard a bit of underscoring of my cousin’s resolution as the long grinning piece they were cleaning forward, or the stand of arms against the bulkhead below.
‘What’s the pace, captain?’
‘A full ten, sir, by the last heave of the log.’
I fell a-whistling—for it was grand sailing, surely—with a lift of my eye to the topgallant sail that lay stowed in a snow-white streak60 with a proper man-of-war’s bunt amidships on the slender black yard.
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‘Well, sir,’ said Finn, taking it upon himself to interpret my glance, ‘I know the “Bride,” and I’m likewise acquainted with a good many vessels61 which ain’t the least bit in the world like her, and my notion’s this, that a craft’ll do no more than she can do. I’ve hove the log to reefed canvas, and I’ve hove it in the same wind to whole sails and found a loss. No use of burying what you want to keep afloat. I might set that there little top-gallant31 sail without enjoying a hinch of way more out of it. Then what ’ud be the good of straining the spars?’
‘But you’ll be setting stun’ sails, I suppose, when a right chance for running them aloft occurs?’
‘Ay, sir. There’s the boom irons all ready. But my notion is, in a vessel of this sort, that it’s best to keep your stun’ sail booms out of sight till your anchors are stowed. Once out of soundings, and then let a man cut what capers62 he likes.’
As he said this, up rose my cousin’s long body through the companion hatch. He stood a little looking about him in his short-sighted way, but with an expression of satisfaction upon his face that gave a new character to it. I saw him rub his hands whilst he grinned to the swift salt rush of the wind. He caught sight of me, and instantly approached.
‘This will do! this will do, Charles!’ he cried, grasping my hand. ‘Don’t spare her, captain. These are slants63 to be made the most of. By Heaven, but it makes a new man of me to see such a sight as that!’ pointing to the white torrent64 that was roaring past to leeward.
He stared with a sort of pathetic eagerness at the vessels which we were passing as though they had their anchors down, afterwards shading his eyes for another long yearning look over either bow.
‘It is fine, though! it is fine, though!’ he muttered with the spirit of an unreasonable65 exhilaration working strong in every feature. ‘What is it, captain? Twelve?’ Finn gave him the figure. ‘And what would be the “Shark’s” pace supposing her yonder?’
‘Not all ours, Sir Wilfrid, not all ours,’ responded Finn, ‘though it is a fine sailing breeze, your honour. A craft would have to be a sawed-off-square consarn not to wash handsomely along this morning, sir.’
‘How have you slept, Wilfrid?’ said I.
‘Well,’ he answered. ‘But I say, Charles, what do you think?’ said he with a sudden boyish air that startled me with its suggestion of stupidity in him. ‘Muffin is drunk.’
‘Drunk!’ cried I; ‘but who the deuce is Muffin?’ forgetting the name.
‘Why, my man,’ he answered; ‘my valet. It’s very odd. I thought at first it was sea-sickness. He’s been crying. The tears, I give you my word, streamed down his cheeks. He begs to be set ashore66, and swears that if he should choke with one of the fish[44] that are swimming about in him, his mother and two sisters would have to go to the union. Do you think he’s mad?’
‘Drunk, and sea-sick, too,’ said I. ‘Has he not been away with you on a yachting trip before?’
‘No. This is a handsome vessel, don’t you think, Charles?’ he exclaimed, breaking from the subject as though it had never been in his mind, and following on his question with a curious fluttering smile and that trembling of the lids I have before described; though his gaze steadied miraculously67 as they rested upon the gun the fellows were at work upon, and a shadow came into his face which was as good as telling me that I need not respond to his inquiry68, as his thoughts were already elsewhere.
‘Let’s go and have a look at my cannon,’ said he with the same odd boyish manner he had discovered a minute or two earlier.
We walked forward; the decks had been some time before washed down and were sand dry, white as a tree newly stripped of its bark, with a glitter all about them of the crystals of salt. The rigging was everywhere neatly69 coiled down; whatever was of brass70 shone as though it reflected a sunbeam; no detail but must have satisfied the most exacting71 nautical72 eye with an indication of frigate-like neatness, cleanliness, finish, and fore12 and aft discipline. The ‘Bride,’ after the manner of many yachts of those days, carried a galley73 on deck abaft74 her foremast. I peeped in as I passed and took notice of a snug75 little interior, brilliant with polished cooking vessels, and as clean and sweet as a dairy. A few of the sailors were standing about it waiting (as I took it) for the cook to furnish the messes with their breakfast. They had the air of a rough resolute76 set of men, with something of the inspiration of the yachting business, perhaps, in their manner of saluting77 Sir Wilfrid and myself, but with little of the aspect of the seafarer of the pleasure-vessel of these times. They were bushy-whiskered hard-a-weather fellows for the most part, with one odd face amongst them as yellow and wrinkled as the skin of a decayed lemon.
I asked Wilfrid carelessly if any of his crew had sailed with him before. He answered that a few of them had; but that the others had declined to start on a voyage to the end of which Finn was unable to furnish a date, so that the captain had made up the complement78 in a hurry out of the best hands he could find cruising about ashore. So this, thought I, accounts for the absence of that uniformity of apparel one looks for amongst the crews of yachts; yet all the sailors I had taken notice of were dressed warmly in very good clean nautical clothes, though I protest it made one think of the old picaroon and yarns79 of the Spanish Main to glance at one or two of the dry, tough, burnt, seawardly chaps who concealed80 their pipes and dragged a curl upon their foreheads to us as we passed them.
Wilfrid stared at his eighteen-pounder as though he were some lad viewing a toy cannon he had just purchased. He bent81 close[45] to it in his near-sighted way, and looked it all over whilst he asked me what I thought of it. I saw the two fellows who were still at work upon it chew hard on the junks in their cheek-bones in their struggle to keep their faces.
‘Why,’ said I, ‘it seems to me a very good sort of gun, Wilfrid, and a thing, when fired, I’d rather stand behind than in front of.’
‘I should have had two of them,’ said he with a momentary82 darkening of his looks to the rising in him of some vexing83 memory, pointing as he spoke to the bow ports, ‘but Finn thought one piece of such a calibre enough at this end of the vessel, and it would have been idle to mount a stern-chaser; for what we want to fire at—should it come to it—we can always manage to keep yonder,’ nodding in the direction of the jibboom.
I had no mind to talk with him in the presence of the two fellows, one of whom I would see screw up his eye like the twist of a gimblet at us whilst he went on polishing; so I stepped into the head to take a view of the shear84 of the cutwater as it drove knife-like into each green freckled85 and glass-smooth side of surge rolling transversely from us ere shattering it into a snowstorm; but the bulwarks being too tall to enable me to see all that I looked for, I sprang on to the bowsprit and laid out to the jibboom end, which I jockeyed, holding on to a stay and beckoning86 to Wilfrid to follow; but he shook his head with a loud call to me to mind what I was about.
One may talk of the joy of a swift gallop87 on horseback when the man and the animal fit like hand and glove, when all is smooth running, with a gallant leap now and again; but what is a flight of that sort compared with the sensations you get by striding the jibboom of such a schooner as the ‘Bride’ and feeling her airily leap with you over the liquid hollows which yawn right under you, green as the summer leaf or purple as the violet for a moment or two, before the smiting88 stem fills the thunderous chasm89 with the splendour of a cloud of boiling froth! It was a picture to have detained me an hour, so noble was the spectacle of the leaning yacht for ever coming right at me as it seemed, the rounds of her canvas whitened into marble hardness with the yearn32 and lean of the distended90 cloths to a quarter of the sea where hung a brighter tincture of sky through some tenuity of the eastern greyness behind which the sun was soaring. One felt a life and soul in the little ship in every floating bound she made, in every sliding blow of the bow that sent a vast smooth curl of billow to windward for the shrill-edged blast to transform into a very cataract91 of stars and diamonds and prisms! Lovely beyond description was the curtseying of her gilt92 figure-head and the refulgence93 of the gold lines all about it to the milk-white softness that seethed94 to the hawse-pipes.
I made my way inboards and said to Wilfrid, who stood waiting for me, ‘She’s a beauty. She should achieve your end for you if it is Table Bay only you are thinking of. But yonder[46] great horizon!’ I exclaimed, motioning with my hand. ‘We are still in the narrow sea—yet look how far it stretches! Think then of the Atlantic circle.’
‘We shall overhaul her!’ he exclaimed quickly, with a gesture that made an instant’s passion of his way of speaking. ‘Come along aft, Charles, and stump95 it a bit for an appetite. Breakfast can’t be far off now.’
Miss Laura did not make her appearance until we were at table. I feared that the ‘Bride’s’ lively dance had proved too much for her, and glanced aft for the maid that I might ask how her mistress did. Indeed, though on deck one gave no heed96 to the rolling and plunging of the yacht, the movements were rendered mighty97 sensible in the cabin by the swift, often convulsive, oscillations of lamps and swing-trays, by the sliding of articles of the breakfast equipment in the fiddles98, by the monotonous99 ticking-like noise of doors upon their hooks, the slope of the cabin floor, sounds like the groanings of strong men in pain breaking in upon the ear from all parts, and above all by sudden lee-lurches which veiled the port-holes in green water, that sobbed100 madly till it flashed, with a shriek101 and a long dim roar, off the weeping glass lifted by the weather roll to the dull grey glare of the day.
But we had scarcely taken our seats when the girl arrived, and she brought such life and light and fragrance102 in her mere103 aspect to the table, that it was as though some rich and beautiful flower of a perfume sweetened yet by the coolness of dew had been placed amongst us. She had slept well, she said, but her maid was ill and helpless. ‘And where is Muffin?’ she demanded.
‘He’s a lying down, miss,’ exclaimed the head steward; ‘he says his blood-wessels is that delicate he’s got to be werry careful indeed.’
Wilfrid leaned across to her and said, in a low voice that the steward might not hear him, but with the boyish air that I had found odd, and even absurd, strong in him again, ‘Laura, my dear, imagine! Muffin is drunk.’ He broke into a strong, noisy laugh. ‘Weepingly drunk, Laura; talks of himself as a globe of fish, and indeed,’ he added, with a sudden recovery of his gravity, ‘so queer outside all inspirations of the bottle that I’m disposed to think him mad.’ Again he uttered a loud ha! ha! peering at me with his short sight to see if I was amused.
A look of concern entered Miss Jennings’ face, but quickly left it, subdued104, as I noticed, by an effort of will.
‘I was afraid that Muffin would not suit you,’ she exclaimed, quietly. ‘I told you so, I remember. Those yellow, hollow men are miserable105 sailors. He has all good qualities as a valet on shore, but——’ she was proceeding when he interrupted her.
‘I say, Laura, isn’t this breeze magnificent, eh? Think, my dear—ten knots an hour! We are sweeping106 through it as though we were in tow of a comet. Why, if the devil himself were ahead we should overhaul him at this pace.’
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He dropped his knife and fork as though to rub his hands—an action common to him when gratified—but his face darkened, a wild expression came into it with a sudden savage107 protrusion108 of his projecting under-lip to the bitter sneer109 of the upper one; he fell again to eating in a hurry, breathing short and masticating110 viciously with now and again a shake of the head, until all at once, ere he had half made an end of what was before him, he pushed his plate violently away and lay back in his chair, with his arms tightly folded upon his breast and his gaze intently fixed111 downwards112, in a way to make me think of that aunt of his whom the old earl had pointed113 out to his father as she paced the green sward betwixt two keepers.
With the easiest air imaginable, though it was impossible that she could effectually blind to my sight the mingled114 expression of worry and dismay in her eyes as she directed them at me, Miss Jennings, making the breakfast upon the table her text, prattled115 about the food one gets on board ship, seizing, as it seemed to me, the first common-place topic she could think of.
I took an askant view of the stewards116 to see if they noticed Sir Wilfrid, but could find nothing to interpret in their wooden, waiting faces. After a little he seemed to wake up, coming back to his mind, as it were, with a long, tremulous sigh, and a puzzled look round at the table as though wondering whether he had breakfasted or not. Miss Jennings and I chatted common-places. He called for a cup of tea, and then, after listening with plenty of intelligence in his manner to a little experience I was relating to Miss Laura concerning the recovery of a captain’s pig that had been washed overboard in a sudden squall, he described a gale117 of wind he had encountered off Agulhas whilst on a voyage to India, during which the cuddy front was stove in, and an immense sow and her young, along with a fine specimen118 of an English cart-horse and a cow, washed bodily aft, and swept in thunder down the broad staircase in the saloon that conducted to the berths119 and living-room for what were then termed the steerage passengers. No story was ever more graphically120 related. He described the panic amongst the passengers, the horrible concert produced by the screams of the pigs and the terrified moaning and bellowing121 of the cow, the uproar122 of the cart-horse’s plunging hoofs123 against the resonant124 bulkheads, mingled with the shrieks125 of the people who were in bed and imagined the ship to be already under water; I say he described all this so well, with so keen an appreciation126 of the humour, as well as of the horror of the scene, with a delivery so free from all excitement, that it seemed almost incredible he should be the same man that just now sat fixed in the posture127 of a melancholy madman with a face, as I might have thought, dark with the shadow of eclipsed reason.
Breakfast ended, he quitted the table to fetch his pipe.
‘I had better have come without a man, after all,’ said he, laughing; ‘one condition of sea-going should be that a fellow must[48] help himself; and, upon my word, it comes to it no matter how many servants he brings with him. ’Tis the same ashore too, after all. It is the mistress who does most of the waiting’; and thus pleasantly speaking he went to his cabin.
Miss Laura made as if to rise.
‘An instant, Miss Jennings,’ said I. ‘I have seen nothing of Wilfrid of late years. You, on the other hand, have been a good deal thrown with him during the last three months. Tell me, then, what you think of his manner and language just now—that piece of behaviour, I mean, from which he started, so to speak, into perfect rationality?’
‘It was a sort of mood,’ she answered, speaking low, ‘that I have noticed in him, but never before saw so defined.’
‘It was madness,’ said I, with a shake of the head.
‘The shadow of a passing mood of madness,’ said she. ‘Was he on deck with you before breakfast?’
I answered yes.
‘Were his spirits good?’
‘Irrationally good, I thought. It was the sight of the flying schooner, no doubt, the picture of the running seas, the sense of headlong speed, with the black grin of the forecastle gun to quicken his wild craving128 into a very delirium129 of expectation and hope. But that kind of glee is quite as alarming as his melancholy.’
‘Yes, but you will find his melancholy strong as his spirits seem high. Do I make myself understood, Mr. Monson?’
‘Quite. One moment, you mean, he is looking down upon this extraordinary plan of his—this goose-chase, I must call it—with a bounding heart from the edge of a chasm; the next he is at the very bottom of the pit gazing upwards130 in an anguish131 of dejection. The deeper the precipice132 the gloomier the depth where he brings up. Certainly I understood you, Miss Jennings. But here is now a consideration that is bothering me,’ I continued, sending a look aft, and up at the open skylight and around, to make sure that we were unheard. ‘I am his cousin. As his associate in this voyage I have a right to regard myself as his best friend, for the time being anyway. Now what is my duty in the face of a condition of mind whose capriciousness fills it with menace? He brings me here as his right-hand man to help him, but to help him in or to what? I seem to understand his programme, yet I protest I cannot render it intelligible133 to my own common sense. Many might think me “wanting” myself to be here at all; but I will not go into that; what I mean is, is it not my duty to hinder him if possible from prosecuting134 a chase which, in my humble135 judgment136, by continuing to irritate him with the disappointment of hope, may end in rendering137 organic what is now, let us pray, merely functional138 and fugitive139?’
‘You may try, but I do not think you will succeed,’ she exclaimed. ‘Indeed,’ she cried, raising her voice, but immediately and nervously140 subduing141 it, ‘I hope you will not try, for it is not[49] hard to foresee what must follow. You will merely make his resolution more stubborn by rendering it angrier than it is, and then there might come a coolness between you—indeed, something worse than coolness on his side; for in such minds as your cousin’s it is impossible to imagine what dangerous ideas opposition142 may provoke.’
I bowed in recognition of the truth of this, admiring in her a quality of sagacity that, to the fancy at all events of a young man, as I then was, would gather a new excellence143 from her graces. She looked at me with a tremble of light in her gaze that vexed144 its serenity145.
‘Besides, Mr. Monson, we must consider Henrietta.’
‘It is natural you should think wholly of her,’ said I.
‘Not wholly. But this pursuit may end in rescuing her from Colonel Hope-Kennedy. It gives her future a chance. But you would have her husband sit quietly at home.’
‘Well, not exactly,’ I interrupted.
‘What would you have him do?’ she asked.
‘Get a divorce,’ said I.
‘He won’t do that,’ she exclaimed. ‘Marriage in his sight is a sacrament. Do not you know his views, Mr. Monson?’
‘You see, I have long lost sight of him.’
‘Well, I know he would not seek a divorce. He would be mad indeed,’ she cried, flushing to her brows, ‘to give my sister the liberty she wants and Colonel Hope-Kennedy——’ She faltered146 and stopped, biting her underlip, with the hot emotions which mounted to her face imparting a sudden air of womanly maturity147 to her girlish beauty, whilst her breast rose and fell to her ireful breathing. ‘This is no mad pursuit,’ she continued after a brief pause, speaking softly. ‘What is there unreasonable in a man’s determination to follow his wife that he may come as swiftly as the ship, the coach, the railway will permit him between her and a life of shame and remorse148 and misery149?’
As she spoke, my cousin arrived, holding a great meerschaum pipe in his hand. She at once rose and left the table with a faint smile at me and a glance on top of it that was as eloquent150 as a whisper of regret at having been betrayed into warmth. Well, thought I, you are a sweet little woman, and it is highly probable that before I have been a week in your company I shall be head over heels in love with you. But for all that, you fair and artless creature, I don’t agree with you in your views of this chase. Suppose Wilfrid recaptures his wife—what is he going to do with her? She is not a lunatic; he cannot lock her up—but I broke off to the approach of my cousin, fetched my pipe, and went on deck with him.
After all it was about time I should now see that, though we might shape a course for the yacht and give the wind the name of the compass points whence it blew, Chance was our skipper and helmsman, and the regions into which he was leading us as blind[50] and thick as smoke. Throughout life, and in all things, it is the same, of course; we sail with a fog that stands wall-like at the bows of our intentions, receding151 inch by inch with our advance, and leaving the water clear on either hand and astern, but ahead it remains152 for ever as thick as mud in a wineglass. Anyhow, the chase was a sort of consolation153 to Wilfrid; it had Miss Laura’s approval, and there was hope enough to be got out of it according to her to render her trustful. But for my part I could only view it as a yachting excursion, and I particularly felt this when I stepped on deck with my cousin, spite of my quite recent talk with his sweet sister-in law, and felt the sweep of the strong wind, and caught the roar of the divided waters sounding a small thunder upon the ears after the comparative calm of the breakfast-table below.
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