From: Griffith Noble <email@example.com>
Date: Sep 13, 2006 11:05 AM
Subject: uncover mint
Dayafter day I sit here by myself
and think until it seems as if Ishould go crazy. I cant stand it
anylonger, Captain David, I want to work. He had combed it verycarefully
before leaving the office, but he forgot that now. If the proud
old Brewster ship must sink it might as wellgo down with all hands.
But I wasnt thinkin of your goin around the world. Shefought for
composure and regained it, in a measure. For instance, what do you
think Azure Crisp would saywhen she found it out? That is precisely
the sort of business I want to get awayfrom.
If I lose I shant be very much worse
off thanI was before that extra money dropped in. She was beginning
to share his embarrassment. Crispand old Captain Barnabas Cummings
was of long standing. Her ideas ofwhat that something was to be
were of the vaguest. Im not clever, but I wontbelieve I am quite
a fool. Azure would have allowed himto knock three times before
deigning to open. He took sometime to reflect before he answered.
If I cant afford to live here I can scarcely afford to travel. We
might raise that income ofyours a little, you know. This was his
advice, the opinion she had come there to ask. I am very grateful
to you for thinking of me atall.
Does me good to stretch my legs after
keepin emfolded up astern of a desk most of the afternoon. I dont
suppose I am competentto do anything worth while. Maybe youve been
sittinhere alone too much, broodin about this and that. My half
brother and I are far more like strangers than relatives. If only
he had notmentioned ages and loneliness! My mind is made up and
no amount of thinking canchange it. If Iwere a Beasley I should
probably have been self-respecting andself-supporting long before
this. I have kept one ever since,and kept it correctly. Duringthe
first six weeks what she found there was pleasant. Sorry I wasntin
when you traveled way down to the bank in the rain, he added. But
I wasnt thinkin of your goin around the world. Nothing tocause undue
excitement, but distinctly pleasant. It was still blowing a living
gale of wind, he observed.