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  Anne’sconvictionofherlossincreasedwiththedarkeningoftheearlywintertime。Bobwasnotacautiousmanwhowouldavoidneedlessexposure,andahundredandfiftyoftheVictory’screwhadbeendisabledorslain。AnybodywhohadlookedintoherroomatthistimewouldhaveseenthatherfavouritereadingwastheofficefortheBurialoftheDeadatSea,beginning’Wethereforecommithisbodytothedeep。’InthesefirstdaysofDecemberseveralofthevictoriousfleetcameintoport;butnottheVictory。Manysupposedthatthatnobleship,disabledbythebattle,hadgonetothebottominthesubsequenttempestuousweather;andthebeliefwasperseveredintillitwastoldinthetownandportthatshehadbeenseenpassinguptheChannel。TwodayslatertheVictoryarrivedatPortsmouth。

  ThenlettersfromsurvivorsbegantoappearinthepublicprintswhichJohnsoregularlybroughttoAnne;butthoughhewatchedthemailswithunceasingvigilancetherewasneveraletterfromBob。

  ItsometimescrossedJohn’smindthathisbrothermightstillbealiveandwell,andthatinhiswishtoabidebyhisexpressedintentionofgivingupAnneandhomelifehewasdeliberatelylaxinwriting。Ifso,Bobwascarryingouttheideatoothoughtlesslybyhalf,ascouldbeseenbywatchingtheeffectsofsuspenseuponthefairfaceofthevictim,andtheanxietyoftherestofthefamily。

  ItwasacleardayinDecember。Thefirstslightsnowoftheseasonhadbeensiftedovertheearth,andonesideoftheapple-treebranchesinthemiller’sgardenwastouchedwithwhite,thoughafewleaveswerestilllingeringonthetopsoftheyoungertrees。A

  shortsailoroftheRoyalNavy,whowasnotBob,noranythinglikehim,crossedthemillcourtandcametothedoor。Themillerhastenedoutandbroughthimintotheroom,whereJohn,Mrs。

  Loveday,andAnneGarlandwereallpresent。

  ’I’mfromaboardtheVictory,’saidthesailor。’Myname’sJimCornick。Andyourladisaliveandwell。’

  Theybreathedratherthanspoketheirthankfulnessandrelief,themiller’seyesbeingmoistasheturnedasidetocalmhimself;whileAnne,havingfirstjumpedupwildlyfromherseat,sankbackagainunderthealmostinsupportablejoythattrembledthroughherlimbstoherutmostfinger。

  ’I’vecomefromSpitheadtoPos’ham,’thesailorcontinued,’andnowIamgoingontofatheratBudmouth。’

  ’Ah!——Iknowyourfather,’criedthetrumpet-major,’oldJamesCornick。’

  ItwasthemanwhohadbroughtAnneinhislerretfromPortlandBill。

  ’AndBobhasn’tgotascratch?’saidthemiller。

  ’Notascratch,’saidCornick。

  Lovedaythenbustledofftodrawthevisitorsomethingtodrink。

  AnneGarland,withaglowingblushonherface,hadgonetothebackpartoftheroom,whereshewastheveryembodimentofsweetcontentassheslightlyswayedherselfwithoutspeaking。Alittletideofhappinessseemedtoebbandflowthroughherinlisteningtothesailor’swords,movingherfigurewithit。TheseamanandJohnwentonconversing。

  ’Bobhadagooddealtodowithbarricadingthehawse-holesaforewewereinaction,andtheAdm’landCap’nbothwereverymuchpleasedathow’twasdone。WhentheAdm’lwentupthequarter-deckladder,Cap’nHardysaidawordortwotoBob,butwhatitwasIdon’tknow,forIwasquarteredatagunsomewaysoff。However,BobsawtheAdm’lstaggerwhen’awaswownded,andwasoneofthemenwhocarriedhimtothecockpit。AfterthatheandsomeotherladsjumpedaboardtheFrenchship,andIbelievetheywasinherwhenshestruckherflag。What’adidnextIcan’tsay,forthewindhaddropped,andthesmokewaslikeacloud。But’agotagooddealtalkedabout;andtheysaythere’spromotioninstorefor’n。’

  AtthispointinthestoryJimCornickstoppedtodrink,andalowunconscioushummingcamefromAnneinherdistantcorner;thefaintmelodycontinuedmoreorlesswhentheconversationbetweenthesailorandtheLovedayswasrenewed。

  ’WeheardaforethattheVictorywasnearknockedtopieces,’saidthemiller。

  ’Knockedtopieces?You’dsaysoifsobeyoucouldseeher!Gad,hersidesbebatteredlikeanoldpennypiece;theshotbestillstickinginherwales,andhersailsbelikesomanyclap-nets:wehaverunallthewayhomeunderjurytopmasts;andasforherdecks,youmayswabwi’hotwater,andyoumayswabwi’cold,butthere’stheblood-stains,andtherethey’llbide……TheCap’nhadanarrowescape,likemanyo’therest——ashotshavedhisanklelikearazor。Youshouldhaveseenthatman’sfaceintheheto’battle,hisfeatureswereasifthey’dbeencastinsteel。’

  ’WeratherexpectedaletterfromBobbeforethis。’

  ’Well,’saidJimCornick,withasmileoftoleration,’youmustmakeallowances。Thetrutho’tis,he’sengagedjustnowatPortsmouth,likeagoodmanyoftherestfromourship……’Tisaveryniceyoungwomanthathe’sacourtingof,andImakenodoubtthatshe’llbeanexcellentwifeforhim。’

  ’Ah!’saidMrs。Loveday,inawarningtone。

  ’Courting——wife?’saidthemiller。

  TheyinstinctivelylookedtowardsAnne。Annehadstartedasifshakenbyaninvisiblehand,andathickmistofdoubtseemedtoobscuretheintelligenceofhereyes。Thiswasbutfortwoorthreemoments。Verypale,shearoseandwentrightuptotheseaman。

  Johngentlytriedtointercepther,butshepassedhimby。

  ’DoyouspeakofRobertLovedayascourtingawife?’sheasked,withouttheleastbetrayalofemotion。

  ’Ididn’tseeyou,miss,’repliedCornick,turning。’Yes,yourbrotherhev’hiseyeonawife,andhedeservesone。Ihopeyoudon’tmind?’

  ’Notintheleast,’shesaid,withastagelaugh。’Iaminterested,naturally。Andwhatisshe?’

  ’Averyniceyoungmaster-baker’sdaughter,honey。Averywisechoiceoftheyoungman’s。’

  ’Isshefairordark?’

  ’Herhairisratherlight。’

  ’Ilikelighthair;andhername?’

  ’HernameisCaroline。Butcanitbethatmystoryhurtsye?Ifso——’

  ’Yes,yes,’saidJohn,interposinganxiously。’Wedon’tcareformorejustatthismoment。’

  ’WeDOcareformore!’saidAnnevehemently。’Tellitall,sailor。

  Thatisaveryprettyname,Caroline。Whenaretheygoingtobemarried?’

  ’Idon’tknowashowthedayissettled,’answeredJim,evennowscarcelyconsciousofthedevastationhewascausinginonefairbreast。’Butfromtheratethecourtingisscuddingalongat,I

  shouldsayitwon’tbelongfirst。’

  ’Ifyouseehimwhenyougoback,givehimmybestwishes,’shelightlysaid,asshemovedaway。’And,’sheadded,withsolemnbitterness,’saythatIamgladtohearheismakingsuchgooduseofthefirstdaysofhisescapefromtheValleyoftheShadowofDeath!’Shewentaway,expressingindifferencebyaudiblysinginginthedistance——

  ’Shallwegodancetheround,theround,theround,Shallwegodancetheround?’

  ’Yoursisterislivelyatthenews,’observedJimCornick。

  ’Yes,’murmuredJohngloomily,ashegnawedhislowerlipandkepthiseyesfixedonthefire。

  ’Well,’continuedthemanfromtheVictory,’Iwon’tsaythatyourbrother’sintendedha’n’tgotsomeballast,whichisveryluckyfor’n,ashemighthavepickedupwithagirlwithoutasinglecoppernail。Tobesuretherewasatimewehadwhenwegotintoport!Itwasopenhouseforusall!’AndaftermentallyregardingthesceneforafewsecondsJimemptiedhiscupandrosetogo。

  Themillerwassayingsomelastwordstohimoutsidethehouse,Anne’svoicehadhardlyceasedsingingupstairs,Johnwasstandingbythefireplace,andMrs。Lovedaywascrossingtheroomtojoinherdaughter,whosemannerhadgivenhersomeuneasiness,whenanoisecamefromabovetheceiling,asofsomeheavybodyfalling。Mrs。

  Lovedayrushedtothestaircase,saying,’Ah,Ifearedsomething!’

  andshewasfollowedbyJohn。

  WhentheyenteredAnne’sroom,whichtheybothdidalmostatonemoment,theyfoundherlyinginsensibleuponthefloor。Thetrumpet-major,hislipstightlyclosed,liftedherinhisarms,andlaidheruponthebed;afterwhichhewentbacktothedoortogiveroomtohermother,whowasbendingoverthegirlwithsomehartshorn。

  PresentlyMrs。Lovedaylookedupandsaidtohim,’Sheisonlyinafaint,John,andhercolouriscomingback。Nowleavehertome;I

  willbedownstairsinafewminutes,andtellyouhowsheis。’

  Johnlefttheroom。Whenhegainedthelowerapartmenthisfatherwasstandingbythechimney-piece,thesailorhavinggone。Thetrumpet-majorwentuptothefire,and,graspingtheedgeofthehighchimney-shelf,stoodsilent。

  ’DidIhearanoisewhenIwentout?’askedtheelder,inatoneofmisgiving。

  ’Yes,youdid,’saidJohn。’Itwasshe,buthermothersayssheisbetternow。Father,’headdedimpetuously,’Bobisaworthlessblockhead!Iftherehadbeenanygoodinhimhewouldhavebeendrownedyearsago!’

  ’John,John——nottoofast,’saidthemiller。’That’sahardthingtosayofyourbrother,andyououghttobeashamedofit。’

  ’Well,hetriesmemorethanIcanbear。GoodGod!whatcanamanbemadeoftogoonashedoes?Whydidn’thecomehome;orifhecouldn’tgetleavewhydidn’thewrite?’Tisscandalousofhimtoserveawomanlikethat!’

  ’Gently,gently。Thechaphevdonehisdutyasasailor;andthoughtheremighthavebeensomethingbetweenhimandAnne,hermother,intalkingitoverwithme,hassaidmanytimesthatshecouldn’tthinkoftheirmarryingtillBobhadsettleddowninbusinesswithme。

  Folksthatgainvictoriesmusthavealittlelibertyallowed’em。

  LookattheAdmiralhimself,forthatmatter。’

  Johncontinuedlookingattheredcoals,tillhearingMrs。Loveday’sfootonthestaircase,hewenttomeether。

  ’Sheisbetter,’saidMrs。Loveday;’butshewon’tcomedownagainto-day。’

  CouldJohnhaveheardwhatthepoorgirlwasmoaningtoherselfatthatmomentasshelaywrithingonthebed,hewouldhavedoubtedhermother’sassurance。’IfhehadbeendeadIcouldhaveborneit,butthisIcannotbear!’

  MeanwhileSailorCornickhadgoneonhiswayasfarastheforkingroads,wherehemetFestusDerrimanonfoot。Thelatter,attractedbytheseaman’sdress,andbyseeinghimcomefromthemill,atonceaccostedhim。Jim,withthegreatestreadiness,fellintoconversation,andtoldthesamestoryasthathehadrelatedatthemill。

  ’BobLovedaygoingtobemarried?’repeatedFestus。

  ’Youallseemstruckofaheapwi’that。’

  ’No;Ineverheardnewsthatpleasedmemore。’

  WhenCornickwasgone,Festus,insteadofpassingstraighton,haltedonthelittlebridgeandmeditated。Bob,beingnowinterestedelsewhere,wouldprobablynotresentthesiegeofAnne’sheartbyanother;therecould,atanyrate,benofurtherpossibilityofthatloomingduelwhichhadtroubledtheyeoman’smindeversincehishorse-playonAnneatthehouseonthedown。TomarchintothemillandproposetoMrs。LovedayforAnnebeforeJohn’sinterestcouldreviveinherwas,tothishero’sthinking,excellentdiscretion。

  Thedayhadalreadybeguntodarkenwhenheentered,andthecheerfulfireshonereduponthefloorandwalls。Mrs。Lovedayreceivedhimalone,andaskedhimtotakeaseatbythechimney-corner,alittleoftheoldhankeringforhimasason-in-lawhavingpermanentlyremainedwithher。

  ’Yourservant,Mrs。Loveday,’hesaid,’andIwilltellyouatoncewhatIcomefor。YouwillsaythatItaketimebytheforelockwhenIinformyouthatitistopushonmylong-wished-foralliancewi’

  yourdaughter,asIbelievesheisnowafreewomanagain。’

  ’Thankyou,Mr。Derriman,’saidthemotherplacably。’Butsheisillatpresent。I’llmentionittoherwhensheisbetter。’

  ’Askhertoalterhercruel,cruelresolvesagainstme,onthescoreof——ofmyconsumingpassionforher。Inshort,’continuedFestus,droppinghisparlourlanguageinhiswarmth,’I’lltelltheewhat,DameLoveday,Iwantthemaid,andmusthaveher。’

  Mrs。Lovedayrepliedthatthatwasveryplainspeaking。

  ’Well,’tis。ButBobhasgivenherup。Henevermeanttomarryher。I’lltellyou,Mrs。Loveday,whatIhavenevertoldasoulbefore。IwasstandinguponBudmouthQuayonthatverydayinlastSeptemberthatBobsetsail,andIheardhimsaytohisbrotherJohnthathegaveyourdaughterup。’

  ’Thenitwasveryunmannerlyofhimtotriflewithherso,’saidMrs。Lovedaywarmly。’Whodidhegiveherupto?’

  Festusrepliedwithhesitation,’HegaveheruptoJohn。’

  ’ToJohn?Howcouldhegiveheruptoamanalreadyoverheadandearsinlovewiththatactresswoman?’

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