Thrice Lost, Thrice Won — page 46: what you’re looking at

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“Sick and in Prison.” — AT - nurse? Now that’s generous of you, and no more than just, either, for she’s your wite, you know, now. It’s like you, — Roysten, and you’re a good fellow.” (9? “You thundering crocodile!” responded Captain Darrell towering up to twice his usual size in the intensity of his contempt, “don’t turn me sick! Did you keep the girl up there all night ¢” __ Peter Fisher, by way of answer, related anit all that ~ had occurred. “So, thanks to old Judith, and not to you, that tho rats did not eat her alive! If ‘she dies, won’t you stand in the tallest sort of clover, my clever old friend?. Vl go to your hanging with the greatest pleasure in life.” “Don’t talk like that, Roysten!” cried the old man, pite- if ry ously —“don’t! She won’t die! We’ll nurse her back to health and strength—she shall want for nothing. Who -is. the nurse you are voing to send, and when will you send her 2” “T'll send her es ee As to who she is—ask me no ques- tions and [ll tell you no lies. She is one of the best nurses that ever sat by a sick-bed, that’s all you need to know. And - remember you don’t starve her while she’s here—she isn’t - used ‘to that sort of thing, mine ancient crony. She and the — ‘ sick girl must have everything they want—mind, Mr. Miser, - everything! Don't let me hear any complaints when I come back.” “When you come back t. Are you going away § @?? “Pm going to take a run up to New York in the Haven: Our eargo’s discharged—all has gone well this bout, and the little eraft stands in need of repairs. I'll leave her in the _ dry dock for a few weeks and enjoy myself in Gotham. Tl be back in five weeks at the uttermost, and hope to find our little girl up and about once more, ‘and ready to recruit her x _ health and spirits by a sea-voyage. And now, good-by to you, old fellow! Look out for the nurse in the course of the evening.” Peter Fisher remained alone. in his room, cowering over the fire, until the dull day wore itself out, and the. duller night fell. It was quite dark before the nurse made her ap- -pearance—a nurse who strangely startled the old man, so young and duskily beautiful was she. “1 thought he would have sent an Male party,” gasped ie. Fisher. “Why, you don’t look much eden than Estella aa - yourself.” “T am three- and- twenty,” answered fie nurse, in a silvery, ven _ foreign-toned voice, “and I have had a great deal of ex- I am quite capable of nursing Miss Mallory.” 2 at Se “Bo ‘Captain Serrell has told you all abous ii, 5 ee” pe aw . ~