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and a tail。  Ha; ha!  Not a bit of it。  Ten days on



the outside。  The Skimmer of the Seas was a smart



craft。  Fine name; wasn't it?  Mother's uncle



owned her。 。 。 。〃







He interrupted himself; and in a lowered voice;



〃Did he ever tell you what mother died of?〃 he



asked。







〃Yes;〃 said Miss Bessie; bitterly; 〃from impa…



tience。〃







He made no sound for a while; then brusquely:



〃They were so afraid I would turn out badly that



they fairly drove me away。  Mother nagged at me



for being idle; and the old man said he would cut



my soul out of my body rather than let me go to



sea。  Well; it looked as if he would do it tooso I



went。  It looks to me sometimes as if I had been



born to them by a mistakein that other hutch of



a house。〃







〃Where ought you to have been born by



rights?〃 Bessie Carvil interrupted him; defiantly。







〃In the open; upon a beach; on a windy night;〃



he said; quick as lightning。  Then he mused slowly。



〃They were characters; both of them; by George;



and the old man keeps it up welldon't he?  A



damned shovel on theHark! who's that mak…



ing that row?  'Bessie; Bessie。'  It's in your



house。〃







〃It's for me;〃 she said; with indifference。







He stepped aside; out of the streak of light。



〃Your husband?〃 he inquired; with the tone of a



man accustomed to unlawful trysts。  〃Fine voice



for a ship's deck in a thundering squall。〃







〃No; my father。  I am not married。〃







〃You seem a fine girl; Miss Bessie; dear;〃 he said



at once。







She turned her face away。







〃Oh; I say;what's up?  Who's murdering



him?〃







〃He wants his tea。〃  She faced him; still and



tall; with averted head; with her hands hanging



clasped before her。







〃Hadn't you better go in?〃 he suggested; after



watching for a while the nape of her neck; a patch



of dazzling white skin and soft shadow above the



sombre line of her shoulders。  Her wrap had slipped



down to her elbows。  〃You'll have all the town



coming out presently。  I'll wait here a bit。〃







Her wrap fell to the ground; and he stooped to



pick it up; she had vanished。  He threw it over



his arm; and approaching the window squarely he



saw a monstrous form of a fat man in an arm…



chair; an unshaded lamp; the yawning of an enor…



mous mouth in a big flat face encircled by a ragged



halo of hairMiss Bessie's head and bust。  The



shouting stopped; the blind ran down。  He lost



himself in thinking how awkward it was。  Father



mad; no getting into the house。  No money to get



back; a hungry chum in London who would begin



to think he had been given the go…by。  〃Damn!〃



he muttered。  He could break the door in; cer…



tainly; but they would perhaps bundle him into



chokey for that without asking questionsno great



matter; only he was confoundedly afraid of being



locked up; even in mistake。  He turned cold at the



thought。  He stamped his feet on the sod…



den grass。







〃What are you?a sailor?〃 said an agitated



voice。







She had flitted out; a shadow herself; attracted



by the reckless shadow waiting under the wall of



her home。







〃Anything。  Enough of a sailor to be worth



my salt before the mast。  Came home that way this



time。〃







〃Where do you come from?〃 she asked。







〃Right away from a jolly good spree;〃 he said;



〃by the London trainsee?  Ough!  I hate being



shut up in a train。  I don't mind a house so



much。〃







〃Ah;〃 she said; 〃that's lucky。〃







〃Because in a house you can at any time open



the blamed door and walk away straight before



you。〃







〃And never come back?〃







〃Not for sixteen years at least;〃 he laughed。



〃To a rabbit hutch; and get a confounded old



shovel 。 。 。〃







〃A ship is not so very big;〃 she taunted。







〃No; but the sea is great。〃







She dropped her head; and as if her ears had



been opened to the voices of the world; she heard;



beyond the rampart of sea…wall; the swell of yester…



day's gale breaking on the beach with monotonous



and solemn vibrations; as if all the earth had been



a tolling bell。







〃And then; why; a ship's a ship。  You love her



and leave her; and a voyage isn't a marriage。〃  He



quoted the sailor's saying lightly。







〃It is not a marriage;〃 she whispered。







〃I never took a false name; and I've never yet



told a lie to a woman。  What lie?  Why; THE lie。



Take me or leave me; I say: and if you take me;



then it is 。 。 。〃  He hummed a snatch very low;



leaning against the wall。







          Oh; ho; ho Rio!







             And fare thee well;







             My bonnie young girl;







          We're bound to Rio Grande







〃Capstan song;〃 he explained。  Her teeth chat…



tered。







〃You are cold;〃 he said。  〃Here's that affair



of yours I picked up。〃  She felt his hands about



her; wrapping her closely。  〃Hold the ends to…



gether in front;〃 he commanded。







〃What did you come here for?〃 she asked; re…



pressing a shudder。







〃Five quid;〃 he answered; promptly。  〃We let



our spree go on a little too long and got hard up。〃







〃You've been drinking?〃 she said。







〃Blind three days; on purpose。  I am not given



that waydon't you think。  There's nothing and



nobody that can get over me unless I like。  I can



be as steady as a rock。  My chum sees the paper



this morning; and says he to me: 'Go on; Harry:



loving parent。  That's five quid sure。'  So we



scraped all our pockets for the fare。  Devil of a



lark!〃







〃You have a hard heart; I am afraid;〃 she



sighed。







〃What for?  For running away?  Why! he



wanted to make a lawyer's clerk of mejust to



please himself。  Master in his own house; and my



poor mother egged him onfor my good; I sup…



pose。  Well; thenso long; and I went。  No; I



tell you: the day I cleared out; I was all black and



blue from his great fondness for me。  Ah! he was



always a bit of a character。  Look at that shovel



now。  Off his chump?  Not much。  That's just



exactly like my dad。  He wants me here just to



have somebody to order about。  However; we two



were hard up; and what's five quid to himonce



in sixteen hard years?〃







〃Oh; but I am sorry for you。  Did you never



want to come back home?〃







〃Be a lawyer's clerk and rot herein some such



place as this?〃 he cried in contempt。  〃What! if



the old man set me up in a home to…day; I would



kick it down about my earsor else die there be…



fore the third day was out。〃







〃And where else is it that you hope to die?〃







〃In the bush somewhere; in the sea; on a blamed



mountain…top for choice。  At home?  Yes! the



world's my home; but I expect I'll die in a hospital



some day。  What of that?  Any place is good



enough; as long as I've lived; and I've been every…



thing you can think of almost but a tailor or a



soldier。  I've been a boundary rider; I've sheared



sheep; and humped my swag; and harpooned a



whale。  I've rigged ships; and prospected for gold;



and skinned dead bullocks;and turned my back



on more money than the old man would have



scraped in his whole life。  Ha; ha!〃







He overwhelmed her。  She pulled herself to…



gether and managed to utter; 〃Time to rest



now。〃







He straightened himself up; away from the wall;



and in a severe voice said; 〃Time to go。〃







But he did not move。  He leaned back again;



and hummed thoughtfully a bar or two of an out…



landish tune。







She felt as if she were about to cry。  〃That's



another of your cruel songs;〃 she said。







〃Learned it in Mexicoin Sonora。〃  He talked



easily。  〃It is the song of the Gambucinos。  You



don't know?  The song of restless men。  Nothing



could hold them in one placenot even a woman。



You used to meet one of them now and again; in



the old days; on the edge of the gold country; away



north there beyond the Rio Gila。  I've seen it。  A



prospecting engineer in Mazatlan took me along



with him to help look after the waggons。  A



sailor's a handy chap to have about you anyhow。



It's all a desert: cracks in the earth that you can't



see the bottom of; and mountainssheer rocks



standing up high like walls and church spires; only

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