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Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870

"A Message from the Sea"

How he
availed himself of it is all that remains to tell.
Deeply delighted with his trust, and putting his heart into it, he raised
the latch of the post-office parlour where Mrs. Raybrock and the young
widow sat, and said,--
"May I come in?"
"Sure you may, Captain Jorgan!" replied the old lady. "And good reason
you have to be free of the house, though you have not been too well used
in it by some who ought to have known better. I ask your pardon."
"No you don't, ma'am," said the captain, "for I won't let you. Wa'al, to
be sure!"
By this time he had taken a chair on the hearth between them.
"Never felt such an evil spirit in the whole course of my life! There! I
tell you! I could a'most have cut my own connection. Like the dealer in
my country, away West, who when he had let himself be outdone in a
bargain, said to himself, 'Now I tell you what! I'll never speak to you
again.' And he never did, but joined a settlement of oysters, and
translated the multiplication table into their language,--which is a fact
that can be proved. If you doubt it, mention it to any oyster you come
across, and see if he'll have the face to contradict it.


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