"You villain!" she said, in a choking voice
"What's that?" cried the old woman
Mrs. Driver fell back before the emerging form of Mr. Bodfish
Burleigh, with a feeling of nausea, drew back toward the door
Gunn placed a hand, which lacked two fingers, on his breast and bowed again
"Don't you think Major Brill is somewhat hasty in his conclusions?" she inquired softly
He saw another tatterdemalion coming toward him
"You say you're a doctor?"
The second officer leaned forward
"You get younger than ever, Mrs. Pullen,"
"We'll leave you two young things alone,"





THE LADY OF THE BARGE


The master of the barge Arabella sat in the stern of his craft with his
right arm leaning on the tiller. A desultory conversation with the mate
of a schooner, who was hanging over the side of his craft a few yards
off, had come to a conclusion owing to a difference of opinion on the
subject of religion. The skipper had argued so warmly that he almost
fancied he must have inherited the tenets of the Seventh-day Baptists
from his mother while the mate had surprised himself by the warmth of his
advocacy of a form of Wesleyanism which would have made the members of
that sect open their eyes with horror. He had, moreover, confirmed the
skipper in the error of his ways by calling him a bargee, the ranks of
the Baptists receiving a defender if not a recruit from that hour.