Spanish Doubloons by Camilla Kenyon
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set by the ears through the bickering of women?"
Like the nick of a whip came the certainty that he was thinking of the Honorable Cuthbert, and that I was the rock on which their David-and-Jonathan friendship might split. Otherwise I suppose Miss Higglesby-Browne and I might have clawed each other forever without interference from him. "Really," I said with--I hope--well-simulated scorn, "since I am quite alone against half a dozen of you, I should think you could count on putting down any rebellion on my part very easily. I repeat, I had no other object in coming along--though I was really _kidnaped_ along--than to look after my aunt. The affairs of the party otherwise--or its personnel---do not interest me at all. As to the treasure, of course I know perfectly well that there isn't any." And I turned my back and looked steadily out to sea. After a moment or two I heard him turn on his heel and go away. It was none too soon, for I had already begun to feel unostentatiously for my handkerchief. Any way, I had had the last word-- The rest of my day was lonely, for the beautiful youth, probably by malevolent design, was kept busy between decks. Mr. Tubbs danced attendance on Aunt Jane and Miss Browne, so assiduously that I already began to see some of my worst fears realized. There was nothing for me to do but to retire to my berth and peruse a tattered copy of _Huckleberry Finn_ which I found in the cabin. At dinner, having the Honorable Cuthbert at my elbow, it was easier |
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