The Skipper's Wooing, and The Brown Man's Servant Part 3
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"He might be anywhere," said the skipper, meditating.
"He would be sure to be where there are s.h.i.+ps," said the old lady; "I'm certain of it. You see he was captain of a s.h.i.+p himself a good many years, and for one thing he couldn't live away from the water, and for another it's the only way he has of getting a living, poor man-unless he's gone to sea again, which isn't likely."
"Coasting trade, I suppose?" said the skipper, glancing at two or three small craft which were floating in oil round the walls.
The old lady nodded. "Those were his s.h.i.+ps," she said, following his glance; "but the painters never could get the clouds to please him. I shouldn't think there was a man in all England harder to please with clouds than he was."
"What sort of looking man is he?" inquired Wilson.
"I'll get you a portrait," said the old lady, and she rose and left the room.
The girl from her seat in the window by the geraniums st.i.tched on steadily. The skipper, anxious to appear at his ease, coughed gently three times, and was on the very verge of a remark-about the weather-when she turned her head and became absorbed in something outside. The skipper fell to regarding the clouds again with even more disfavor than the missing captain himself could have shown.
"That was taken just before he disappeared," said the old lady, entering the room again and handing him a photograph. "You can keep that."
The skipper took it and gazed intently at the likeness of a st.u.r.dy full-bearded man of about sixty. Then he placed it carefully in his breast-pocket and rose to his feet.
"And if I should happen to drop across him," he said slowly, "what might his name be?"
"Gething," said the old lady, "Captain Gething. If you should see him, and would tell him that he has nothing to fear, and that his wife and his daughter Annis are dying to see him, you will have done what I can never, never properly thank you for."
"I'll do my best," said the other warmly. "Good-afternoon."
He shook hands with the old woman, and then, standing with his hands by his side, looked doubtfully at Annis.
"Good-afternoon," she said cheerfully.
Mrs. Gething showed him to the door.
"Any time you are at Gravesend, captain, we shall be pleased to see you and hear how you get on," she said as she let him out.
The captain thanked her, pausing at the gate to glance covertly at the window; but the girl was bending over her work again, and he walked away rapidly.
Until he had reached his s.h.i.+p and was sitting down to his belated dinner he had almost forgotten, in the joyful excitement of having something to do for Miss Gething, the fact that she was engaged to another man. As he remembered this he pushed his plate from him, and, leaning his head on his hand, gave way to a fit of deep melancholy. He took the photograph from his pocket, and, gazing at it intently, tried to discover a likeness between the father and daughter. There was not sufficient to warrant him in bestowing a chaste salute upon it.
"What do you think o' that?" he inquired, handing it over to the mate, who had been watching him curiously.
"Any friend o' yours?" inquired the mate, cautiously.
"No," said the other.
"Well, I don't think much of him," said the mate. "Where d'you get it?"
"It was given to me," said the skipper. "He's missing, and I've got to find him if I can. You might as well keep your eyes open too."
"Where are you going to look for him?" asked the mate.
"Everywhere," said the other. "I'm told that he's likely to be in a seaport town, and if you'll be on the look-out I'll take it as a favor."
"I'll do that, o' course," said the mate. "What's he been doing?"
"Nothing that I know of," said the skipper; "but he's been missing some five years, and I promised I'd do my best to find him."
"Friends are anxious, I s'pose?" said the mate.
"Yes," said the other.
"I always find," continued the mate, "that women are more anxious in these sort o' cases than men."
"More tender-hearted," said the skipper.
"It ain't a bad sort o' face, now I come to look at it," said the baffled mate, regarding it closely. "Seems to me I've seen somebody very much like it-a girl, I think-but I can't say where."
"Bearded lady at a fair, I should think," said the skipper bluffly.
Conversation was interrupted by the appearance of Henry, who, seeing the photograph in the mate's hand, at once began putting the b.u.t.ter away. A glance told him that the mate was holding it upside down, and conscience told him that this was for his benefit. He therefore rigidly averted his gaze while clearing the table, and in a small mental ledger, which he kept with scrupulous care for items such as these, made a debit entry in the mate's account.
"Boy," said the skipper suddenly.
"Sir," said Henry.
"You're a fairly sharp youngster, I think," said the skipper. "Take hold o' that photo there."
Henry's face suffused with a great joy. He looked derisively at the mate and took the photograph from him, listening intently to much the same instructions as had been previously given to the mate. "And you can take it for'ard," concluded the skipper, "and let the men see it."
"The men?" said Henry in astonishment.
"Yes, the men; don't I speak plain?" retorted the skipper.
"Very plain, sir," said the boy; "but they'll only make a muddle of it, sir. Fancy fat Sam and the cook and d.i.c.k!"
"Do as you're told!" said the other irascibly.
"O' course, sir," said Henry, "but they'll only worry me with a lot o'
questions as to who 'e is an' wot you want 'im for."
"You take it for'ard," said the skipper, "and tell them there's a couple of sovereigns for the first man that finds him."
The youth took the photograph, and after another careful scrutiny, with the object of getting a start in the race for wealth, took it forward.
Fat Sam, it seemed, had seen the very man only two days before at Poplar; the cook knew his features as well as he knew those of his own mother, while d.i.c.k had known him for years as an old and respected inhabitant of Plymouth. Henry went back to the skipper, and, having furnished him with this information, meekly suggested that they should drag Gravesend first.
It was midnight when they got the anchor up and dropped silently down the river. Gravesend was silent, and the dotted lines of street lamps shone over a sleeping town as the Seamew crept softly by.
A big steamer in front whistled warningly for the pilot's boat, and slowing up as the small craft shot out from the sh.o.r.e to meet it, caused a timely diversion to the skipper's melancholy by lying across his bows.
By the time he had fully recovered from the outrage and had drunk a cup of coffee, which had been prepared in the galley, Gravesend had disappeared round the bend, and his voluntary search had commenced.
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