Across India - Or, Live Boys in the Far East by Oliver Optic
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"I protest that it was only an accident that I happened on that paragraph!" exclaimed Scott, blushing under his browned face. "You found what you were looking for, and that was no accident. I feel that I have added an excellent young officer to the number of my officers," added Captain Ringgold. "I thank you, sir, with all my heart; but may I ask one favor of you?" inquired the third officer. "Name it, and I will grant it if possible." "I earnestly request that you do not mention this little matter to any person on board of the ship." The commander of the Guardian-Mother was an honest and just man, and he was disposed to give credit to any one who deserved it, even at his own expense, and he looked at the young officer in silence for some moments. Then they argued the question for a time; but the captain finally granted the new officer's request, praising him for his modesty, which was rather a newly developed virtue in his character. The steamer continued to roll violently when Louis assisted Miss Blanche down the stairs to the main cabin. The dozen passengers who had not gone on deck after luncheon were in excellent humor, for all of them were experienced sailors by this time, and beyond the discomforts of seasickness. All of them held the commander in such high respect and regard, that not one of them mentioned the failure of his prediction of fine weather for the next five or six days. Perhaps all of them wondered, |
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