Author: G. A. Henty

Publisher: CreateSpace

Published: 2015-07-24

Total Pages: 298

ISBN-13: 9781503299474

"[...] "When do you sail, Captain?" "This day week. It will be high tide about eight, and we shall start to warp out of dock a good half-hour earlier, so you can either come on board the night before or about seven in the morning." "Very well, sir; we shall be here in good time. I shall bring my things on board with me; it is of no use sending them on before, as they will not be bulky and can be stored away in my cabin." "This will be your state-room," the captain said, opening a door. "I have the one aft, and the first mate has the one opposite to you. The others are empty, so you can stow any baggage that you have in one of them; the second and third officers and the apprentices are in the deck-house cabins." "In that case, Captain, I will send the wine and spirits on board the day before. Of course I shall get them out of bond; I might have difficulty in doing that so early in the morning. You will perhaps be good enough to order them to be stowed in one of the empty cabins." "That will be the best plan," the captain said. "When do the apprentices come on board?" "The morning before we sail. There is always plenty to be done in getting the last stores on board." "All right! my brother will be here. Good-morning, Captain, and thank you!" The following morning at eleven Harry Prendergast was standing in front of the entrance to the British Museum. A young lady came up. "It is very imprudent of you, Harry," she said, after the first greeting, "to ask me to meet you." "I could not help it, dear; it was absolutely necessary that I should see you." "But it is of no use, Harry." "I consider that it is of particular use, Hilda." "But you know, Harry, when you had that very unpleasant talk with my father, I was called in, and said that I had promised to wait two years for you. When he found that I would not give way, he promised that he would not press me, on the understanding that we were not to meet again except in public, and I all but promised." "Quite so, dear; but it appears to me that this is surely a public place." "No, no, Harry; what he meant was that I was not to meet you except at parties." "Well, I should have asked you to meet me to-day even if I had had to storm your father's house to see you. I am going away, dear, and he could scarcely say much if he came along and found us talking here. You see, it was not likely that I should stumble across a fortune in the streets of London. I have talked the matter over with Barnett-you know our trustee, you have met him once or twice-and we came to the conclusion that the only possible chance of my being able to satisfy your father as to my means, was for me to go to Peru and try to discover a gold mine there or[...]".