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The young fisherman had become more and more agitated, as the writing had become clearer to him. He now left it lying before the captain, over whose shoulder he had been reading it, and dropping into his former seat, leaned forward on the table and laid his face in his hands.
“What, man,” urged the captain, “don’t give in! Be up and doing like a man!”
“It is selfish, I know — but doing what, doing what?” cried the Men Hats young fisherman, in complete despair, and stamping his sea-boot on the ground.
“Doing what?” returned the captain. “Something! I’d go down to the little breakwater below yonder, and take a wrench at one of the salt-rusted iron rings there, and either wrench it up by the roots or wrench my teeth out of my head, sooner than I’d do nothing. Nothing!” ejaculated the captain. “Any fool or fainting heart can do that, and nothing can come of nothing — which was pretended to be found out, I believe, by one of them Latin critters,” said the captain Women Phone with the deepest disdain; “as if Adam hadn’t found it out, afore ever he so much as named the beasts!”
Yet the captain saw, in spite of his bold words, that there was some greater reason than he yet understood for the young man’s distress. And he eyed him with a sympathising curiosity.
“Come, come!” Menn continued the captain, “Speak out. What is it, boy!”
“You have seen how beautiful she is, sir,” said the young man, looking up for the moment, with a flushed face and rumpled hair.
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The Men Lightweight Jackets young fisherman mournfully composed himself to tell the captain what it was, and began: “We were to have been married next Monday week —”
“Were to have been!” interrupted Captain Jorgan. “And are to be? Hey?”
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“Five hundred pounds,” repeated the captain. “Yes?”
“In his lifetime, years before, he had expressly laid the money aside to leave to my mother — like to settle upon her, if I make myself understood.”
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