Can we have a little talk
alone?"
The young man rose; but not before the captain's quick eye had noticed
that, on the pretty sweetheart's turning to the window to greet the young
widow with a nod and a wave of the hand, the young widow had held up to
her the needlework on which she was engaged, with a patient and pleasant
smile. So the captain said, being on his legs,--
"What might she be making now?"
"What is Margaret making, Kitty?" asked the young fisherman,--with one of
his arms apparently mislaid somewhere.
As Kitty only blushed in reply, the captain doubled himself up as far as
he could, standing, and said, with a slap of his leg,--
"In my country we should call it wedding-clothes. Fact! We should, I do
assure you."
But it seemed to strike the captain in another light too; for his laugh
was not a long one, and he added, in quite a gentle tone,--
"And it's very pretty, my dear, to see her--poor young thing, with her
fatherless child upon her bosom--giving up her thoughts to your home and
your happiness. It's very pretty, my dear, and it's very good. May your
marriage be more prosperous than hers, and be a comfort to her too.
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