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+
+A MESSAGE FROM THE SEA
+
+
+
+
+CHAPTER I--THE VILLAGE
+
+
+
+"And a mighty sing'lar and pretty place it is, as ever I saw in all
+the days of my life!" said Captain Jorgan, looking up at it.
+
+Captain Jorgan had to look high to look at it, for the village was
+built sheer up the face of a steep and lofty cliff.  There was no
+road in it, there was no wheeled vehicle in it, there was not a
+level yard in it.  From the sea-beach to the cliff-top two irregular
+rows of white houses, placed opposite to one another, and twisting
+here and there, and there and here, rose, like the sides of a long
+succession of stages of crooked ladders, and you climbed up the
+village or climbed down the village by the staves between, some six
+feet wide or so, and made of sharp irregular stones.  The old pack-
+saddle, long laid aside in most parts of England as one of the
+appendages of its infancy, flourished here intact.  Strings of pack-
+horses and pack-donkeys toiled slowly up the staves of the ladders,
+bearing fish, and coal, and such other cargo as was unshipping at
+the pier from the dancing fleet of village boats, and from two or
+three little coasting traders.  As the beasts of burden ascended
+laden, or descended light, they got so lost at intervals in the
+floating clouds of village smoke, that they seemed to dive down some
+of the village chimneys, and come to the surface again far off, high
+above others.  No two houses in the village were alike, in chimney,
+size, shape, door, window, gable, roof-tree, anything.  The sides of
+the ladders were musical with water, running clear and bright.  The
+staves were musical with the clattering feet of the pack-horses and
+pack-donkeys, and the voices of the fishermen urging them up,
+mingled with the voices of the fishermen's wives and their many
+children.  The pier was musical with the wash of the sea, the
+creaking of capstans and windlasses, and the airy fluttering of
+little vanes and sails.  The rough, sea-bleached boulders of which
+the pier was made, and the whiter boulders of the shore, were brown
+with drying nets.  The red-brown cliffs, richly wooded to their
+extremest verge, had their softened and beautiful forms reflected in
+the bluest water, under the clear North Devonshire sky of a November
+day without a cloud.  The village itself was so steeped in autumnal
+foliage, from the houses lying on the pier to the topmost round of
+the topmost ladder, that one might have fancied it was out a bird's-
+nesting, and was (as indeed it was) a wonderful climber.  And
+mentioning birds, the place was not without some music from them
+too; for the rook was very busy on the higher levels, and the gull
+with his flapping wings was fishing in the bay, and the lusty little
+robin was hopping among the great stone blocks and iron rings of the
+breakwater, fearless in the faith of his ancestors, and the Children
+in the Wood.
+
+Thus it came to pass that Captain Jorgan, sitting balancing himself
+on the pier-wall, struck his leg with his open hand, as some men do
+when they are pleased--and as he always did when he was pleased--and
+said, -
+
+"A mighty sing'lar and pretty place it is, as ever I saw in all the
+days of my life!"
+
+Captain Jorgan had not been through the village, but had come down
+to the pier by a winding side-road, to have a preliminary look at it
+from the level of his own natural element.  He had seen many things
+and places, and had stowed them all away in a shrewd intellect and a
+vigorous memory.  He was an American born, was Captain Jorgan,--a
+New-Englander,--but he was a citizen of the world, and a combination
+of most of the best qualities of most of its best countries.
+
+For Captain Jorgan to sit anywhere in his long-skirted blue coat and
+blue trousers, without holding converse with everybody within
+speaking distance, was a sheer impossibility.  So the captain fell
+to talking with the fishermen, and to asking them knowing questions
+about the fishery, and the tides, and the currents, and the race of
+water off that point yonder, and what you kept in your eye, and got
+into a line with what else when you ran into the little harbour; and
+other nautical profundities.  Among the men who exchanged ideas with
+the captain was a young fellow, who exactly hit his fancy,--a young
+fisherman of two or three and twenty, in the rough sea-dress of his
+craft, with a brown face, dark curling hair, and bright, modest eyes
+under his Sou'wester hat, and with a frank, but simple and retiring
+manner, which the captain found uncommonly taking.  "I'd bet a
+thousand dollars," said the captain to himself, "that your father
+was an honest man!"
+
+"Might you be married now?" asked the captain, when he had had some
+talk with this new acquaintance.
+
+"Not yet."
+
+"Going to be?" said the captain.
+
+"I hope so."
+
+The captain's keen glance followed the slightest possible turn of
+the dark eye, and the slightest possible tilt of the Sou'wester hat.
+The captain then slapped both his legs, and said to himself, -
+
+"Never knew such a good thing in all my life!  There's his
+sweetheart looking over the wall!"
+
+There was a very pretty girl looking over the wall, from a little
+platform of cottage, vine, and fuchsia; and she certainly dig not
+look as if the presence of this young fisherman in the landscape
+made it any the less sunny and hopeful for her.
+
+Captain Jorgan, having doubled himself up to laugh with that hearty
+good-nature which is quite exultant in the innocent happiness of
+other people, had undoubted himself, and was going to start a new
+subject, when there appeared coming down the lower ladders of
+stones, a man whom he hailed as "Tom Pettifer, Ho!"  Tom Pettifer,
+Ho, responded with alacrity, and in speedy course descended on the
+pier.
+
+"Afraid of a sun-stroke in England in November, Tom, that you wear
+your tropical hat, strongly paid outside and paper-lined inside,
+here?" said the captain, eyeing it.
+
+"It's as well to be on the safe side, sir," replied Tom.
+
+"Safe side!" repeated the captain, laughing.  "You'd guard against a
+sun-stroke, with that old hat, in an Ice Pack.  Wa'al!  What have
+you made out at the Post-office?"
+
+"It is the Post-office, sir."
+
+"What's the Post-office?" said the captain.
+
+"The name, sir.  The name keeps the Post-office."
+
+"A coincidence!" said the captain.  "A lucky bit!  Show me where it
+is.  Good-bye, shipmates, for the present!  I shall come and have
+another look at you, afore I leave, this afternoon."
+
+This was addressed to all there, but especially the young fisherman;
+so all there acknowledged it, but especially the young fisherman.
+"He's a sailor!" said one to another, as they looked after the
+captain moving away.  That he was; and so outspeaking was the sailor
+in him, that although his dress had nothing nautical about it, with
+the single exception of its colour, but was a suit of a shore-going
+shape and form, too long in the sleeves and too short in the legs,
+and too unaccommodating everywhere, terminating earthward in a pair
+of Wellington boots, and surmounted by a tall, stiff hat, which no
+mortal could have worn at sea in any wind under heaven;
+nevertheless, a glimpse of his sagacious, weather-beaten face, or
+his strong, brown hand, would have established the captain's
+calling.  Whereas Mr. Pettifer--a man of a certain plump neatness,
+with a curly whisker, and elaborately nautical in a jacket, and
+shoes, and all things correspondent--looked no more like a seaman,
+beside Captain Jorgan, than he looked like a sea-serpent.
+
+The two climbed high up the village,--which had the most arbitrary
+turns and twists in it, so that the cobbler's house came dead across
+the ladder, and to have held a reasonable course, you must have gone
+through his house, and through him too, as he sat at his work
+between two little windows,--with one eye microscopically on the
+geological formation of that part of Devonshire, and the other
+telescopically on the open sea,--the two climbed high up the
+village, and stopped before a quaint little house, on which was
+painted, "MRS. RAYBROCK, DRAPER;" and also "POST-OFFICE."  Before
+it, ran a rill of murmuring water, and access to it was gained by a
+little plank-bridge.
+
+"Here's the name," said Captain Jorgan, "sure enough.  You can come
+in if you like, Tom."
+
+The captain opened the door, and passed into an odd little shop,
+about six feet high, with a great variety of beams and bumps in the
+ceiling, and, besides the principal window giving on the ladder of
+stones, a purblind little window of a single pane of glass, peeping
+out of an abutting corner at the sun-lighted ocean, and winking at
+its brightness.
+
+"How do you do, ma'am?" said the captain.  "I am very glad to see
+you.  I have come a long way to see you."
+
+"Have you, sir?  Then I am sure I am very glad to see you, though I
+don't know you from Adam."
+
+Thus a comely elderly woman, short of stature, plump of form,
+sparkling and dark of eye, who, perfectly clean and neat herself,
+stood in the midst of her perfectly clean and neat arrangements, and
+surveyed Captain Jorgan with smiling curiosity.  "Ah! but you are a
+sailor, sir," she added, almost immediately, and with a slight
+movement of her hands, that was not very unlike wringing them; "then
+you are heartily welcome."
+
+"Thank'ee, ma'am," said the captain, "I don't know what it is, I am
+sure; that brings out the salt in me, but everybody seems to see it
+on the crown of my hat and the collar of my coat.  Yes, ma'am, I am
+in that way of life."
+
+"And the other gentleman, too," said Mrs. Raybrock.
+
+"Well now, ma'am," said the captain, glancing shrewdly at the other
+gentleman, "you are that nigh right, that he goes to sea,--if that
+makes him a sailor.  This is my steward, ma'am, Tom Pettifer; he's
+been a'most all trades you could name, in the course of his life,--
+would have bought all your chairs and tables once, if you had wished
+to sell 'em,--but now he's my steward.  My name's Jorgan, and I'm a
+ship-owner, and I sail my own and my partners' ships, and have done
+so this five-and-twenty year.  According to custom I am called
+Captain Jorgan, but I am no more a captain, bless your heart, than
+you are."
+
+"Perhaps you'll come into my parlour, sir, and take a chair?" said
+Mrs. Raybrock.
+
+"Ex-actly what I was going to propose myself, ma'am.  After you."
+
+Thus replying, and enjoining Tom to give an eye to the shop, Captain
+Jorgan followed Mrs. Raybrock into the little, low back-room,--
+decorated with divers plants in pots, tea-trays, old china teapots,
+and punch-bowls,--which was at once the private sitting-room of the
+Raybrock family and the inner cabinet of the post-office of the
+village of Steepways.
+
+"Now, ma'am," said the captain, "it don't signify a cent to you
+where I was born, except--"  But here the shadow of some one
+entering fell upon the captain's figure, and he broke off to double
+himself up, slap both his legs, and ejaculate, "Never knew such a
+thing in all my life!  Here he is again!  How are you?"
+
+These words referred to the young fellow who had so taken Captain
+Jorgan's fancy down at the pier.  To make it all quite complete he
+came in accompanied by the sweetheart whom the captain had detected
+looking over the wall.  A prettier sweetheart the sun could not have
+shone upon that shining day.  As she stood before the captain, with
+her rosy lips just parted in surprise, her brown eyes a little wider
+open than was usual from the same cause, and her breathing a little
+quickened by the ascent (and possibly by some mysterious hurry and
+flurry at the parlour door, in which the captain had observed her
+face to be for a moment totally eclipsed by the Sou'wester hat), she
+looked so charming, that the captain felt himself under a moral
+obligation to slap both his legs again.  She was very simply
+dressed, with no other ornament than an autumnal flower in her
+bosom.  She wore neither hat nor bonnet, but merely a scarf or
+kerchief, folded squarely back over the head, to keep the sun off,--
+according to a fashion that may be sometimes seen in the more genial
+parts of England as well as of Italy, and which is probably the
+first fashion of head-dress that came into the world when grasses
+and leaves went out.
+
+"In my country," said the captain, rising to give her his chair, and
+dexterously sliding it close to another chair on which the young
+fisherman must necessarily establish himself,--"in my country we
+should call Devonshire beauty first-rate!"
+
+Whenever a frank manner is offensive, it is because it is strained
+or feigned; for there may be quite as much intolerable affectation
+in plainness as in mincing nicety.  All that the captain said and
+did was honestly according to his nature; and his nature was open
+nature and good nature; therefore, when he paid this little
+compliment, and expressed with a sparkle or two of his knowing eye,
+"I see how it is, and nothing could be better," he had established a
+delicate confidence on that subject with the family.
+
+"I was saying to your worthy mother," said the captain to the young
+man, after again introducing himself by name and occupation,--"I was
+saying to your mother (and you're very like her) that it didn't
+signify where I was born, except that I was raised on question-
+asking ground, where the babies as soon as ever they come into the
+world, inquire of their mothers, 'Neow, how old may you be, and
+wa'at air you a goin' to name me?'--which is a fact."  Here he
+slapped his leg.  "Such being the case, I may be excused for asking
+you if your name's Alfred?"
+
+"Yes, sir, my name is Alfred," returned the young man.
+
+"I am not a conjurer," pursued the captain, "and don't think me so,
+or I shall right soon undeceive you.  Likewise don't think, if you
+please, though I do come from that country of the babies, that I am
+asking questions for question-asking's sake, for I am not.  Somebody
+belonging to you went to sea?"
+
+"My elder brother, Hugh," returned the young man.  He said it in an
+altered and lower voice, and glanced at his mother, who raised her
+hands hurriedly, and put them together across her black gown, and
+looked eagerly at the visitor.
+
+"No!  For God's sake, don't think that!" said the captain, in a
+solemn way; "I bring no good tidings of him."
+
+There was a silence, and the mother turned her face to the fire and
+put her hand between it and her eyes.  The young fisherman slightly
+motioned toward the window, and the captain, looking in that
+direction, saw a young widow, sitting at a neighbouring window
+across a little garden, engaged in needlework, with a young child
+sleeping on her bosom.  The silence continued until the captain
+asked of Alfred, -
+
+"How long is it since it happened?"
+
+"He shipped for his last voyage better than three years ago."
+
+"Ship struck upon some reef or rock, as I take it," said the
+captain, "and all hands lost?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Wa'al!" said the captain, after a shorter silence, "Here I sit who
+may come to the same end, like enough.  He holds the seas in the
+hollow of His hand.  We must all strike somewhere and go down.  Our
+comfort, then, for ourselves and one another is to have done our
+duty.  I'd wager your brother did his!"
+
+"He did!" answered the young fisherman.  "If ever man strove
+faithfully on all occasions to do his duty, my brother did.  My
+brother was not a quick man (anything but that), but he was a
+faithful, true, and just man.  We were the sons of only a small
+tradesman in this county, sir; yet our father was as watchful of his
+good name as if he had been a king."
+
+"A precious sight more so, I hope--bearing in mind the general run
+of that class of crittur," said the captain.  "But I interrupt."
+
+"My brother considered that our father left the good name to us, to
+keep clear and true."
+
+"Your brother considered right," said the captain; "and you couldn't
+take care of a better legacy.  But again I interrupt."
+
+"No; for I have nothing more to say.  We know that Hugh lived well
+for the good name, and we feel certain that he died well for the
+good name.  And now it has come into my keeping.  And that's all."
+
+"Well spoken!" cried the captain.  "Well spoken, young man!
+Concerning the manner of your brother's death,"--by this time the
+captain had released the hand he had shaken, and sat with his own
+broad, brown hands spread out on his knees, and spoke aside,--
+"concerning the manner of your brother's death, it may be that I
+have some information to give you; though it may not be, for I am
+far from sure.  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.  May the blessed sun see you all happy together,
+in possession of the good name, long after I have done ploughing the
+great salt field that is never sown!"
+
+Kitty answered very earnestly, "O!  Thank you, sir, with all my
+heart!"  And, in her loving little way, kissed her hand to him, and
+possibly by implication to the young fisherman, too, as the latter
+held the parlour-door open for the captain to pass out.
+
+
+
+CHAPTER II--THE MONEY
+
+
+
+"The stairs are very narrow, sir," said Alfred Raybrock to Captain
+Jorgan.
+
+"Like my cabin-stairs," returned the captain, "on many a voyage."
+
+"And they are rather inconvenient for the head."
+
+"If my head can't take care of itself by this time, after all the
+knocking about the world it has had," replied the captain, as
+unconcernedly as if he had no connection with it, "it's not worth
+looking after."
+
+Thus they came into the young fisherman's bedroom, which was as
+perfectly neat and clean as the shop and parlour below; though it
+was but a little place, with a sliding window, and a phrenological
+ceiling expressive of all the peculiarities of the house-roof.  Here
+the captain sat down on the foot of the bed, and glancing at a
+dreadful libel on Kitty which ornamented the wall,--the production
+of some wandering limner, whom the captain secretly admired as
+having studied portraiture from the figure-heads of ships,--motioned
+to the young man to take the rush-chair on the other side of the
+small round table.  That done, the captain put his hand in the deep
+breast-pocket of his long-skirted blue coat, and took out of it a
+strong square case-bottle,--not a large bottle, but such as may be
+seen in any ordinary ship's medicine-chest.  Setting this bottle on
+the table without removing his hand from it, Captain Jorgan then
+spake as follows:-
+
+"In my last voyage homeward-bound," said the captain, "and that's
+the voyage off of which I now come straight, I encountered such
+weather off the Horn as is not very often met with, even there.  I
+have rounded that stormy Cape pretty often, and I believe I first
+beat about there in the identical storms that blew the Devil's horns
+and tail off, and led to the horns being worked up into tooth-picks
+for the plantation overseers in my country, who may be seen (if you
+travel down South, or away West, fur enough) picking their teeth
+with 'em, while the whips, made of the tail, flog hard.  In this
+last voyage, homeward-bound for Liverpool from South America, I say
+to you, my young friend, it blew.  Whole measures!  No half
+measures, nor making believe to blow; it blew!  Now I warn't blown
+clean out of the water into the sky,--though I expected to be even
+that,--but I was blown clean out of my course; and when at last it
+fell calm, it fell dead calm, and a strong current set one way, day
+and night, night and day, and I drifted--drifted--drifted--out of
+all the ordinary tracks and courses of ships, and drifted yet, and
+yet drifted.  It behooves a man who takes charge of fellow-critturs'
+lives, never to rest from making himself master of his calling.  I
+never did rest, and consequently I knew pretty well ('specially
+looking over the side in the dead calm of that strong current) what
+dangers to expect, and what precautions to take against 'em.  In
+short, we were driving head on to an island.  There was no island in
+the chart, and, therefore, you may say it was ill-manners in the
+island to be there; I don't dispute its bad breeding, but there it
+was.  Thanks be to Heaven, I was as ready for the island as the
+island was ready for me.  I made it out myself from the masthead,
+and I got enough way upon her in good time to keep her off.  I
+ordered a boat to be lowered and manned, and went in that boat
+myself to explore the island.  There was a reef outside it, and,
+floating in a corner of the smooth water within the reef, was a heap
+of sea-weed, and entangled in that sea-weed was this bottle."
+
+Here the captain took his hand from the bottle for a moment, that
+the young fisherman might direct a wondering glance at it; and then
+replaced his band and went on:-
+
+"If ever you come--or even if ever you don't come--to a desert
+place, use you your eyes and your spy-glass well; for the smallest
+thing you see may prove of use to you; and may have some information
+or some warning in it.  That's the principle on which I came to see
+this bottle.  I picked up the bottle and ran the boat alongside the
+island, and made fast and went ashore armed, with a part of my
+boat's crew.  We found that every scrap of vegetation on the island
+(I give it you as my opinion, but scant and scrubby at the best of
+times) had been consumed by fire.  As we were making our way,
+cautiously and toilsomely, over the pulverised embers, one of my
+people sank into the earth breast-high.  He turned pale, and 'Haul
+me out smart, shipmates,' says he, 'for my feet are among bones.'
+We soon got him on his legs again, and then we dug up the spot, and
+we found that the man was right, and that his feet had been among
+bones.  More than that, they were human bones; though whether the
+remains of one man, or of two or three men, what with calcination
+and ashes, and what with a poor practical knowledge of anatomy, I
+can't undertake to say.  We examined the whole island and made out
+nothing else, save and except that, from its opposite side, I
+sighted a considerable tract of land, which land I was able to
+identify, and according to the bearings of which (not to trouble you
+with my log) I took a fresh departure.  When I got aboard again I
+opened the bottle, which was oilskin-covered as you see, and glass-
+stoppered as you see.  Inside of it," pursued the captain, suiting
+his action to his words, "I found this little crumpled, folded
+paper, just as you see.  Outside of it was written, as you see,
+these words:  'Whoever finds this, is solemnly entreated by the dead
+to convey it unread to Alfred Raybrock, Steepways, North Devon,
+England.'  A sacred charge," said the captain, concluding his
+narrative, "and, Alfred Raybrock, there it is!"
+
+"This is my poor brother's writing!"
+
+"I suppose so," said Captain Jorgan.  "I'll take a look out of this
+little window while you read it."
+
+"Pray no, sir!  I should be hurt.  My brother couldn't know it would
+fall into such hands as yours."
+
+The captain sat down again on the foot of the bed, and the young man
+opened the folded paper with a trembling hand, and spread it on the
+table.  The ragged paper, evidently creased and torn both before and
+after being written on, was much blotted and stained, and the ink
+had faded and run, and many words were wanting.  What the captain
+and the young fisherman made out together, after much re-reading and
+much humouring of the folds of the paper, is given on the next page.
+
+The young fisherman had become more and more agitated, as the
+writing had become clearer to him.  He now left it lying before the
+captain, over whose shoulder he had been reading it, and dropping
+into his former seat, leaned forward on the table and laid his face
+in his hands.
+
+"What, man," urged the captain, "don't give in!  Be up and doing
+like a man!"
+
+"It is selfish, I know,--but doing what, doing what?" cried the
+young fisherman, in complete despair, and stamping his sea-boot on
+the ground.
+
+"Doing what?" returned the captain.  "Something!  I'd go down to the
+little breakwater below yonder, and take a wrench at one of the
+salt-rusted iron rings there, and either wrench it up by the roots
+or wrench my teeth out of my head, sooner than I'd do nothing.
+Nothing!" ejaculated the captain.  "Any fool or fainting heart can
+do that, and nothing can come of nothing,--which was pretended to be
+found out, I believe, by one of them Latin critters," said the
+captain with the deepest disdain; "as if Adam hadn't found it out,
+afore ever he so much as named the beasts!"
+
+Yet the captain saw, in spite of his bold words, that there was some
+greater reason than he yet understood for the young man's distress.
+And he eyed him with a sympathising curiosity.
+
+"Come, come!" continued the captain, "Speak out.  What is it, boy!"
+
+"You have seen how beautiful she is, sir," said the young man,
+looking up for the moment, with a flushed face and rumpled hair.
+
+"Did any man ever say she warn't beautiful?" retorted the captain.
+"If so, go and lick him."
+
+The young man laughed fretfully in spite of himself, and said -
+
+"It's not that, it's not that."
+
+"Wa'al, then, what is it?" said the captain in a more soothing tone.
+
+The young fisherman mournfully composed himself to tell the captain
+what it was, and began:  "We were to have been married next Monday
+week--"
+
+"Were to have been!" interrupted Captain Jorgan.  "And are to be?
+Hey?"
+
+Young Raybrock shook his head, and traced out with his fore-finger
+the words, "poor father's five hundred pounds," in the written
+paper.
+
+"Go along," said the captain.  "Five hundred pounds?  Yes?"
+
+"That sum of money," pursued the young fisherman, entering with the
+greatest earnestness on his demonstration, while the captain eyed
+him with equal earnestness, "was all my late father possessed.  When
+he died, he owed no man more than he left means to pay, but he had
+been able to lay by only five hundred pounds."
+
+"Five hundred pounds," repeated the captain.  "Yes?"
+
+"In his lifetime, years before, he had expressly laid the money
+aside to leave to my mother,--like to settle upon her, if I make
+myself understood."
+
+"Yes?"
+
+"He had risked it once--my father put down in writing at that time,
+respecting the money--and was resolved never to risk it again."
+
+"Not a spectator," said the captain.  "My country wouldn't have
+suited him.  Yes?"
+
+"My mother has never touched the money till now.  And now it was to
+have been laid out, this very next week, in buying me a handsome
+share in our neighbouring fishery here, to settle me in life with
+Kitty."
+
+The captain's face fell, and he passed and repassed his sun-browned
+right hand over his thin hair, in a discomfited manner.
+
+"Kitty's father has no more than enough to live on, even in the
+sparing way in which we live about here.  He is a kind of bailiff or
+steward of manor rights here, and they are not much, and it is but a
+poor little office.  He was better off once, and Kitty must never
+marry to mere drudgery and hard living."
+
+The captain still sat stroking his thin hair, and looking at the
+young fisherman.
+
+"I am as certain that my father had no knowledge that any one was
+wronged as to this money, or that any restitution ought to be made,
+as I am certain that the sun now shines.  But, after this solemn
+warning from my brother's grave in the sea, that the money is Stolen
+Money," said Young Raybrock, forcing himself to the utterance of the
+words, "can I doubt it?  Can I touch it?"
+
+"About not doubting, I ain't so sure," observed the captain; "but
+about not touching--no--I don't think you can."
+
+"See then," said Young Raybrock, "why I am so grieved.  Think of
+Kitty.  Think what I have got to tell her!"
+
+His heart quite failed him again when he had come round to that, and
+he once more beat his sea-boot softly on the floor.  But not for
+long; he soon began again, in a quietly resolute tone.
+
+"However!  Enough of that!  You spoke some brave words to me just
+now, Captain Jorgan, and they shall not be spoken in vain.  I have
+got to do something.  What I have got to do, before all other
+things, is to trace out the meaning of this paper, for the sake of
+the Good Name that has no one else to put it right.  And still for
+the sake of the Good Name, and my father's memory, not a word of
+this writing must be breathed to my mother, or to Kitty, or to any
+human creature.  You agree in this?"
+
+"I don't know what they'll think of us below," said the captain,
+"but for certain I can't oppose it.  Now, as to tracing.  How will
+you do?"
+
+They both, as by consent, bent over the paper again, and again
+carefully puzzled out the whole of the writing.
+
+"I make out that this would stand, if all the writing was here,
+'Inquire among the old men living there, for'--some one.  Most like,
+you'll go to this village named here?" said the captain, musing,
+with his finger on the name.
+
+"Yes!  And Mr. Tregarthen is a Cornishman, and--to be sure!--comes
+from Lanrean."
+
+"Does he?" said the captain quietly.  "As I ain't acquainted with
+him, who may he be?"
+
+"Mr. Tregarthen is Kitty's father."
+
+"Ay, ay!" cried the captain.  "Now you speak!  Tregarthen knows this
+village of Lanrean, then?"
+
+"Beyond all doubt he does.  I have often heard him mention it, as
+being his native place.  He knows it well."
+
+"Stop half a moment," said the captain.  "We want a name here.  You
+could ask Tregarthen (or if you couldn't I could) what names of old
+men he remembers in his time in those diggings?  Hey?"
+
+"I can go straight to his cottage, and ask him now."
+
+"Take me with you," said the captain, rising in a solid way that had
+a most comfortable reliability in it, "and just a word more first.
+I have knocked about harder than you, and have got along further
+than you.  I have had, all my sea-going life long, to keep my wits
+polished bright with acid and friction, like the brass cases of the
+ship's instruments.  I'll keep you company on this expedition.  Now
+you don't live by talking any more than I do.  Clench that hand of
+yours in this hand of mine, and that's a speech on both sides."
+
+Captain Jorgan took command of the expedition with that hearty
+shake.  He at once refolded the paper exactly as before, replaced it
+in the bottle, put the stopper in, put the oilskin over the stopper,
+confided the whole to Young Raybrock's keeping, and led the way
+down-stairs.
+
+But it was harder navigation below-stairs than above.  The instant
+they set foot in the parlour the quick, womanly eye detected that
+there was something wrong.  Kitty exclaimed, frightened, as she ran
+to her lover's side, "Alfred!  What's the matter?"  Mrs. Raybrock
+cried out to the captain, "Gracious! what have you done to my son to
+change him like this all in a minute?"  And the young widow--who was
+there with her work upon her arm--was at first so agitated that she
+frightened the little girl she held in her hand, who hid her face in
+her mother's skirts and screamed.  The captain, conscious of being
+held responsible for this domestic change, contemplated it with
+quite a guilty expression of countenance, and looked to the young
+fisherman to come to his rescue.
+
+"Kitty, darling," said Young Raybrock, "Kitty, dearest love, I must
+go away to Lanrean, and I don't know where else or how much further,
+this very day.  Worse than that--our marriage, Kitty, must be put
+off, and I don't know for how long."
+
+Kitty stared at him, in doubt and wonder and in anger, and pushed
+him from her with her hand.
+
+"Put off?" cried Mrs. Raybrock.  "The marriage put off?  And you
+going to Lanrean!  Why, in the name of the dear Lord?"
+
+"Mother dear, I can't say why; I must not say why.  It would be
+dishonourable and undutiful to say why."
+
+"Dishonourable and undutiful?" returned the dame.  "And is there
+nothing dishonourable or undutiful in the boy's breaking the heart
+of his own plighted love, and his mother's heart too, for the sake
+of the dark secrets and counsels of a wicked stranger?  Why did you
+ever come here?" she apostrophised the innocent captain.  "Who
+wanted you?  Where did you come from?  Why couldn't you rest in your
+own bad place, wherever it is, instead of disturbing the peace of
+quiet unoffending folk like us?"
+
+"And what," sobbed the poor little Kitty, "have I ever done to you,
+you hard and cruel captain, that you should come and serve me so?"
+
+And then they both began to weep most pitifully, while the captain
+could only look from the one to the other, and lay hold of himself
+by the coat collar.
+
+"Margaret," said the poor young fisherman, on his knees at Kitty's
+feet, while Kitty kept both her hands before her tearful face, to
+shut out the traitor from her view,--but kept her fingers wide
+asunder and looked at him all the time,--"Margaret, you have
+suffered so much, so uncomplainingly, and are always so careful and
+considerate!  Do take my part, for poor Hugh's sake!"
+
+The quiet Margaret was not appealed to in vain.  "I will, Alfred,"
+she returned, "and I do.  I wish this gentleman had never come near
+us;" whereupon the captain laid hold of himself the tighter; "but I
+take your part for all that.  I am sure you have some strong reason
+and some sufficient reason for what you do, strange as it is, and
+even for not saying why you do it, strange as that is.  And, Kitty
+darling, you are bound to think so more than any one, for true love
+believes everything, and bears everything, and trusts everything.
+And, mother dear, you are bound to think so too, for you know you
+have been blest with good sons, whose word was always as good as
+their oath, and who were brought up in as true a sense of honour as
+any gentleman in this land.  And I am sure you have no more call,
+mother, to doubt your living son than to doubt your dead son; and
+for the sake of the dear dead, I stand up for the dear living."
+
+"Wa'al now," the captain struck in, with enthusiasm, "this I say,
+That whether your opinions flatter me or not, you are a young woman
+of sense, and spirit, and feeling; and I'd sooner have you by my
+side in the hour of danger, than a good half of the men I've ever
+fallen in with--or fallen out with, ayther."
+
+Margaret did not return the captain's compliment, or appear fully to
+reciprocate his good opinion, but she applied herself to the
+consolation of Kitty, and of Kitty's mother-in-law that was to have
+been next Monday week, and soon restored the parlour to a quiet
+condition.
+
+"Kitty, my darling," said the young fisherman, "I must go to your
+father to entreat him still to trust me in spite of this wretched
+change and mystery, and to ask him for some directions concerning
+Lanrean.  Will you come home?  Will you come with me, Kitty?"
+
+Kitty answered not a word, but rose sobbing, with the end of her
+simple head-dress at her eyes.  Captain Jorgan followed the lovers
+out, quite sheepishly, pausing in the shop to give an instruction to
+Mr. Pettifer.
+
+"Here, Tom!" said the captain, in a low voice.  "Here's something in
+your line.  Here's an old lady poorly and low in her spirits.  Cheer
+her up a bit, Tom.  Cheer 'em all up."
+
+Mr. Pettifer, with a brisk nod of intelligence, immediately assumed
+his steward face, and went with his quiet, helpful, steward step
+into the parlour, where the captain had the great satisfaction of
+seeing him, through the glass door, take the child in his arms (who
+offered no objection), and bend over Mrs. Raybrock, administering
+soft words of consolation.
+
+"Though what he finds to say, unless he's telling her that 't'll
+soon be over, or that most people is so at first, or that it'll do
+her good afterward, I cannot imaginate!" was the captain's
+reflection as he followed the lovers.
+
+He had not far to follow them, since it was but a short descent down
+the stony ways to the cottage of Kitty's father.  But short as the
+distance was, it was long enough to enable the captain to observe
+that he was fast becoming the village Ogre; for there was not a
+woman standing working at her door, or a fisherman coming up or
+going down, who saw Young Raybrock unhappy and little Kitty in
+tears, but he or she instantly darted a suspicious and indignant
+glance at the captain, as the foreigner who must somehow be
+responsible for this unusual spectacle.  Consequently, when they
+came into Tregarthen's little garden,--which formed the platform
+from which the captain had seen Kitty peeping over the wall,--the
+captain brought to, and stood off and on at the gate, while Kitty
+hurried to hide her tears in her own room, and Alfred spoke with her
+father, who was working in the garden.  He was a rather infirm man,
+but could scarcely be called old yet, with an agreeable face and a
+promising air of making the best of things.  The conversation began
+on his side with great cheerfulness and good humour, but soon became
+distrustful, and soon angry.  That was the captain's cue for
+striking both into the conversation and the garden.
+
+"Morning, sir!" said Captain Jorgan.  "How do you do?"
+
+"The gentleman I am going away with," said the young fisherman to
+Tregarthen.
+
+"O!" returned Kitty's father, surveying the unfortunate captain with
+a look of extreme disfavour.  "I confess that I can't say I am glad
+to see you."
+
+"No," said the captain, "and, to admit the truth, that seems to be
+the general opinion in these parts.  But don't be hasty; you may
+think better of me by-and-by."
+
+"I hope so," observed Tregarthen.
+
+"Wa'al, I hope so," observed the captain, quite at his ease; "more
+than that, I believe so,--though you don't.  Now, Mr. Tregarthen,
+you don't want to exchange words of mistrust with me; and if you
+did, you couldn't, because I wouldn't.  You and I are old enough to
+know better than to judge against experience from surfaces and
+appearances; and if you haven't lived to find out the evil and
+injustice of such judgments, you are a lucky man."
+
+The other seemed to shrink under this remark, and replied, "Sir, I
+have lived to feel it deeply."
+
+"Wa'al," said the captain, mollified, "then I've made a good cast
+without knowing it.  Now, Tregarthen, there stands the lover of your
+only child, and here stand I who know his secret.  I warrant it a
+righteous secret, and none of his making, though bound to be of his
+keeping.  I want to help him out with it, and tewwards that end we
+ask you to favour us with the names of two or three old residents in
+the village of Lanrean.  As I am taking out my pocket-book and
+pencil to put the names down, I may as well observe to you that
+this, wrote atop of the first page here, is my name and address:
+'Silas Jonas Jorgan, Salem, Massachusetts, United States.'  If ever
+you take it in your head to run over any morning, I shall be glad to
+welcome you.  Now, what may be the spelling of these said names?"
+
+"There was an elderly man," said Tregarthen, "named David Polreath.
+He may be dead."
+
+"Wa'al," said the captain, cheerfully, "if Polreath's dead and
+buried, and can be made of any service to us, Polreath won't object
+to our digging of him up.  Polreath's down, anyhow."
+
+"There was another named Penrewen.  I don't know his Christian
+name."
+
+"Never mind his Chris'en name," said the captain; "Penrewen, for
+short."
+
+"There was another named John Tredgear."
+
+"And a pleasant-sounding name, too," said the captain; "John
+Tredgear's booked."
+
+"I can recall no other except old Parvis."
+
+"One of old Parvis's fam'ly I reckon," said the captain, "kept a
+dry-goods store in New York city, and realised a handsome competency
+by burning his house to ashes.  Same name, anyhow.  David Polreath,
+Unchris'en Penrewen, John Tredgear, and old Arson Parvis."
+
+"I cannot recall any others at the moment."
+
+"Thank'ee," said the captain.  "And so, Tregarthen, hoping for your
+good opinion yet, and likewise for the fair Devonshire Flower's,
+your daughter's, I give you my hand, sir, and wish you good day."
+
+Young Raybrock accompanied him disconsolately; for there was no
+Kitty at the window when he looked up, no Kitty in the garden when
+he shut the gate, no Kitty gazing after them along the stony ways
+when they begin to climb back.
+
+"Now I tell you what," said the captain.  "Not being at present
+calculated to promote harmony in your family, I won't come in.  You
+go and get your dinner at home, and I'll get mine at the little
+hotel.  Let our hour of meeting be two o'clock, and you'll find me
+smoking a cigar in the sun afore the hotel door.  Tell Tom Pettifer,
+my steward, to consider himself on duty, and to look after your
+people till we come back; you'll find he'll have made himself useful
+to 'em already, and will be quite acceptable."
+
+All was done as Captain Jorgan directed.  Punctually at two o'clock
+the young fisherman appeared with his knapsack at his back; and
+punctually at two o'clock the captain jerked away the last feather-
+end of his cigar.
+
+"Let me carry your baggage, Captain Jorgan; I can easily take it
+with mine."
+
+"Thank'ee," said the captain.  "I'll carry it myself.  It's only a
+comb."
+
+They climbed out of the village, and paused among the trees and fern
+on the summit of the hill above, to take breath, and to look down at
+the beautiful sea.  Suddenly the captain gave his leg a resounding
+slap, and cried, "Never knew such a right thing in all my life!"--
+and ran away.
+
+The cause of this abrupt retirement on the part of the captain was
+little Kitty among the trees.  The captain went out of sight and
+waited, and kept out of sight and waited, until it occurred to him
+to beguile the time with another cigar.  He lighted it, and smoked
+it out, and still he was out of sight and waiting.  He stole within
+sight at last, and saw the lovers, with their arms entwined and
+their bent heads touching, moving slowly among the trees.  It was
+the golden time of the afternoon then, and the captain said to
+himself, "Golden sun, golden sea, golden sails, golden leaves,
+golden love, golden youth,--a golden state of things altogether!"
+
+Nevertheless the captain found it necessary to hail his young
+companion before going out of sight again.  In a few moments more he
+came up and they began their journey.
+
+"That still young woman with the fatherless child," said Captain
+Jorgan, as they fell into step, "didn't throw her words away; but
+good honest words are never thrown away.  And now that I am
+conveying you off from that tender little thing that loves, and
+relies, and hopes, I feel just as if I was the snarling crittur in
+the picters, with the tight legs, the long nose, and the feather in
+his cap, the tips of whose moustaches get up nearer to his eyes the
+wickeder he gets."
+
+The young fisherman knew nothing of Mephistopheles; but he smiled
+when the captain stopped to double himself up and slap his leg, and
+they went along in right goodfellowship.
+
+
+
+CHAPTER V {1}--THE RESTITUTION
+
+
+
+Captain Jorgan, up and out betimes, had put the whole village of
+Lanrean under an amicable cross-examination, and was returning to
+the King Arthur's Arms to breakfast, none the wiser for his trouble,
+when he beheld the young fisherman advancing to meet him,
+accompanied by a stranger.  A glance at this stranger assured the
+captain that he could be no other than the Seafaring Man; and the
+captain was about to hail him as a fellow-craftsman, when the two
+stood still and silent before the captain, and the captain stood
+still, silent, and wondering before them.
+
+"Why, what's this?" cried the captain, when at last he broke the
+silence.  "You two are alike.  You two are much alike.  What's
+this?"
+
+Not a word was answered on the other side, until after the sea-
+faring brother had got hold of the captain's right hand, and the
+fisherman brother had got hold of the captain's left hand; and if
+ever the captain had had his fill of hand-shaking, from his birth to
+that hour, he had it then.  And presently up and spoke the two
+brothers, one at a time, two at a time, two dozen at a time for the
+bewilderment into which they plunged the captain, until he gradually
+had Hugh Raybrock's deliverance made clear to him, and also
+unravelled the fact that the person referred to in the half-
+obliterated paper was Tregarthen himself.
+
+"Formerly, dear Captain Jorgan," said Alfred, "of Lanrean, you
+recollect?  Kitty and her father came to live at Steepways after
+Hugh shipped on his last voyage."
+
+"Ay, ay!" cried the captain, fetching a breath.  "Now you have me in
+tow.  Then your brother here don't know his sister-in-law that is to
+be so much as by name?"
+
+"Never saw her; never heard of her!"
+
+"Ay, ay, ay!" cried the captain.  "Why then we every one go back
+together--paper, writer, and all--and take Tregarthen into the
+secret we kept from him?"
+
+"Surely," said Alfred, "we can't help it now.  We must go through
+with our duty."
+
+"Not a doubt," returned the captain.  "Give me an arm apiece, and
+let us set this ship-shape."
+
+So walking up and down in the shrill wind on the wild moor, while
+the neglected breakfast cooled within, the captain and the brothers
+settled their course of action.
+
+It was that they should all proceed by the quickest means they could
+secure to Barnstaple, and there look over the father's books and
+papers in the lawyer's keeping; as Hugh had proposed to himself to
+do if ever he reached home.  That, enlightened or unenlightened,
+they should then return to Steepways and go straight to Mr.
+Tregarthen, and tell him all they knew, and see what came of it, and
+act accordingly.  Lastly, that when they got there they should enter
+the village with all precautions against Hugh's being recognised by
+any chance; and that to the captain should be consigned the task of
+preparing his wife and mother for his restoration to this life.
+
+"For you see," quoth Captain Jorgan, touching the last head, "it
+requires caution any way, great joys being as dangerous as great
+griefs, if not more dangerous, as being more uncommon (and therefore
+less provided against) in this round world of ours.  And besides, I
+should like to free my name with the ladies, and take you home again
+at your brightest and luckiest; so don't let's throw away a chance
+of success."
+
+The captain was highly lauded by the brothers for his kind interest
+and foresight.
+
+"And now stop!" said the captain, coming to a standstill, and
+looking from one brother to the other, with quite a new rigging of
+wrinkles about each eye; "you are of opinion," to the elder, "that
+you are ra'ather slow?"
+
+"I assure you I am very slow," said the honest Hugh.
+
+"Wa'al," replied the captain, "I assure you that to the best of my
+belief I am ra'ather smart.  Now a slow man ain't good at quick
+business, is he?"
+
+That was clear to both.
+
+"You," said the captain, turning to the younger brother, "are a
+little in love; ain't you?"
+
+"Not a little, Captain Jorgan."
+
+"Much or little, you're sort preoccupied; ain't you?"
+
+It was impossible to be denied.
+
+"And a sort preoccupied man ain't good at quick business, is he?"
+said the captain.
+
+Equally clear on all sides.
+
+"Now," said the captain, "I ain't in love myself, and I've made many
+a smart run across the ocean, and I should like to carry on and go
+ahead with this affair of yours, and make a run slick through it.
+Shall I try?  Will you hand it over to me?"
+
+They were both delighted to do so, and thanked him heartily.
+
+"Good," said the captain, taking out his watch.  "This is half-past
+eight a.m., Friday morning.  I'll jot that down, and we'll compute
+how many hours we've been out when we run into your mother's post-
+office.  There!  The entry's made, and now we go ahead."
+
+They went ahead so well that before the Barnstaple lawyer's office
+was open next morning, the captain was sitting whistling on the step
+of the door, waiting for the clerk to come down the street with his
+key and open it.  But instead of the clerk there came the master,
+with whom the captain fraternised on the spot to an extent that
+utterly confounded him.
+
+As he personally knew both Hugh and Alfred, there was no difficulty
+in obtaining immediate access to such of the father's papers as were
+in his keeping.  These were chiefly old letters and cash accounts;
+from which the captain, with a shrewdness and despatch that left the
+lawyer far behind, established with perfect clearness, by noon, the
+following particulars:-
+
+That one Lawrence Clissold had borrowed of the deceased, at a time
+when he was a thriving young tradesman in the town of Barnstaple,
+the sum of five hundred pounds.  That he had borrowed it on the
+written statement that it was to be laid out in furtherance of a
+speculation which he expected would raise him to independence; he
+being, at the time of writing that letter, no more than a clerk in
+the house of Dringworth Brothers, America Square, London.  That the
+money was borrowed for a stipulated period; but that, when the term
+was out, the aforesaid speculation failed, and Clissold was without
+means of repayment.  That, hereupon, he had written to his creditor,
+in no very persuasive terms, vaguely requesting further time.  That
+the creditor had refused this concession, declaring that he could
+not afford delay.  That Clissold then paid the debt, accompanying
+the remittance of the money with an angry letter describing it as
+having been advanced by a relative to save him from ruin.  That, in
+acknowlodging the receipt, Raybrock had cautioned Clissold to seek
+to borrow money of him no more, as he would never so risk money
+again.
+
+Before the lawyer the captain said never a word in reference to
+these discoveries.  But when the papers had been put back in their
+box, and he and his two companions were well out of the office, his
+right leg suffered for it, and he said, -
+
+"So far this run's begun with a fair wind and a prosperous; for
+don't you see that all this agrees with that dutiful trust in his
+father maintained by the slow member of the Raybrock family?"
+
+Whether the brothers had seen it before or no, they saw it now.  Not
+that the captain gave them much time to contemplate the state of
+things at their ease, for he instantly whipped them into a chaise
+again, and bore them off to Steepways.  Although the afternoon was
+but just beginning to decline when they reached it, and it was broad
+day-light, still they had no difficulty, by dint of muffing the
+returned sailor up, and ascending the village rather than descending
+it, in reaching Tregarthen's cottage unobserved.  Kitty was not
+visible, and they surprised Tregarthen sitting writing in the small
+bay-window of his little room.
+
+"Sir," said the captain, instantly shaking hands with him, pen and
+all, "I'm glad to see you, sir.  How do you do, sir?  I told you
+you'd think better of me by-and-by, and I congratulate you on going
+to do it."
+
+Here the captain's eye fell on Tom Pettifer Ho, engaged in preparing
+some cookery at the fire.
+
+"That critter," said the captain, smiting his leg, "is a born
+steward, and never ought to have been in any other way of life.
+Stop where you are, Tom, and make yourself useful.  Now, Tregarthen,
+I'm going to try a chair."
+
+Accordingly the captain drew one close to him, and went on:-
+
+"This loving member of the Raybrock family you know, sir.  This slow
+member of the same family you don't know, sir.  Wa'al, these two are
+brothers,--fact!  Hugh's come to life again, and here he stands.
+Now see here, my friend!  You don't want to be told that he was cast
+away, but you do want to be told (for there's a purpose in it) that
+he was cast away with another man.  That man by name was Lawrence
+Clissold."
+
+At the mention of this name Tregarthen started and changed colour.
+"What's the matter?" said the captain.
+
+"He was a fellow-clerk of mine thirty--five-and-thirty--years ago."
+
+"True," said the captain, immediately catching at the clew:
+"Dringworth Brothers, America Square, London City."
+
+The other started again, nodded, and said, "That was the house."
+
+"Now," pursued the captain, "between those two men cast away there
+arose a mystery concerning the round sum of five hundred pound."
+
+Again Tregarthen started, changing colour.  Again the captain said,
+"What's the matter?"
+
+As Tregarthen only answered, "Please to go on," the captain
+recounted, very tersely and plainly, the nature of Clissold's
+wanderings on the barren island, as he had condensed them in his
+mind from the seafaring man.  Tregarthen became greatly agitated
+during this recital, and at length exclaimed, -
+
+"Clissold was the man who ruined me!  I have suspected it for many a
+long year, and now I know it."
+
+"And how," said the captain, drawing his chair still closer to
+Tregarthen, and clapping his hand upon his shoulder,--"how may you
+know it?"
+
+"When we were fellow-clerks," replied Tregarthen, "in that London
+house, it was one of my duties to enter daily in a certain book an
+account of the sums received that day by the firm, and afterward
+paid into the bankers'.  One memorable day,--a Wednesday, the black
+day of my life,--among the sums I so entered was one of five hundred
+pounds."
+
+"I begin to make it out," said the captain.  "Yes?"
+
+"It was one of Clissold's duties to copy from this entry a
+memorandum of the sums which the clerk employed to go to the
+bankers' paid in there.  It was my duty to hand the money to
+Clissold; it was Clissold's to hand it to the clerk, with that
+memorandum of his writing.  On that Wednesday I entered a sum of
+five hundred pounds received.  I handed that sum, as I handed the
+other sums in the day's entry, to Clissold.  I was absolutely
+certain of it at the time; I have been absolutely certain of it ever
+since.  A sum of five hundred pounds was afterward found by the
+house to have been that day wanting from the bag, from Clissold's
+memorandum, and from the entries in my book.  Clissold, being
+questioned, stood upon his perfect clearness in the matter, and
+emphatically declared that he asked no better than to be tested by
+'Tregarthen's book.'  My book was examined, and the entry of five
+hundred pounds was not there."
+
+"How not there," said the captain, "when you made it yourself?"
+
+Tregarthen continued:-
+
+"I was then questioned.  Had I made the entry?  Certainly I had.
+The house produced my book, and it was not there.  I could not deny
+my book; I could not deny my writing.  I knew there must be forgery
+by some one; but the writing was wonderfully like mine, and I could
+impeach no one if the house could not.  I was required to pay the
+money back.  I did so; and I left the house, almost broken-hearted,
+rather than remain there,--even if I could have done so,--with a
+dark shadow of suspicion always on me.  I returned to my native
+place, Lanrean, and remained there, clerk to a mine, until I was
+appointed to my little post here."
+
+"I well remember," said the captain, "that I told you that if you
+had no experience of ill judgments on deceiving appearances, you
+were a lucky man.  You went hurt at that, and I see why.  I'm
+sorry."
+
+"Thus it is," said Tregarthen.  "Of my own innocence I have of
+course been sure; it has been at once my comfort and my trial.  Of
+Clissold I have always had suspicions almost amounting to certainty;
+but they have never been confirmed until now.  For my daughter's
+sake and for my own I have carried this subject in my own heart, as
+the only secret of my life, and have long believed that it would die
+with me."
+
+"Wa'al, my good sir," said the captain cordially, "the present
+question is, and will be long, I hope, concerning living, and not
+dying.  Now, here are our two honest friends, the loving Raybrock
+and the slow.  Here they stand, agreed on one point, on which I'd
+back 'em round the world, and right across it from north to south,
+and then again from east to west, and through it, from your deepest
+Cornish mine to China.  It is, that they will never use this same
+so-often-mentioned sum of money, and that restitution of it must be
+made to you.  These two, the loving member and the slow, for the
+sake of the right and of their father's memory, will have it ready
+for you to-morrow.  Take it, and ease their minds and mine, and end
+a most unfortunate transaction."
+
+Tregarthen took the captain by the hand, and gave his hand to each
+of the young men, but positively and finally answered No.  He said,
+they trusted to his word, and he was glad of it, and at rest in his
+mind; but there was no proof, and the money must remain as it was.
+All were very earnest over this; and earnestness in men, when they
+are right and true, is so impressive, that Mr. Pettifer deserted his
+cookery and looked on quite moved.
+
+"And so," said the captain, "so we come--as that lawyer-crittur over
+yonder where we were this morning might--to mere proof; do we?  We
+must have it; must we?  How?  From this Clissold's wanderings, and
+from what you say, it ain't hard to make out that there was a neat
+forgery of your writing committed by the too smart rowdy that was
+grease and ashes when I made his acquaintance, and a substitution of
+a forged leaf in your book for a real and torn leaf torn out.  Now
+was that real and true leaf then and there destroyed?  No,--for says
+he, in his drunken way, he slipped it into a crack in his own desk,
+because you came into the office before there was time to burn it,
+and could never get back to it arterwards.  Wait a bit.  Where is
+that desk now?  Do you consider it likely to be in America Square,
+London City?"
+
+Tregarthen shook his head.
+
+"The house has not, for years, transacted business in that place.  I
+have heard of it, and read of it, as removed, enlarged, every way
+altered.  Things alter so fast in these times."
+
+"You think so," returned the captain, with compassion; "but you
+should come over and see me afore you talk about that.  Wa'al, now.
+This desk, this paper,--this paper, this desk," said the captain,
+ruminating and walking about, and looking, in his uneasy
+abstraction, into Mr. Pettifer's hat on a table, among other things.
+"This desk, this paper,--this paper, this desk," the captain
+continued, musing and roaming about the room, "I'd give--"
+
+However, he gave nothing, but took up his steward's hat instead, and
+stood looking into it, as if he had just come into church.  After
+that he roamed again, and again said, "This desk, belonging to this
+house of Dringworth Brothers, America Square, London City--"
+
+Mr. Pettifer, still strangely moved, and now more moved than before,
+cut the captain off as he backed across the room, and bespake him
+thus:-
+
+"Captain Jorgan, I have been wishful to engage your attention, but I
+couldn't do it.  I am unwilling to interrupt Captain Jorgan, but I
+must do it.  I knew something about that house."
+
+The captain stood stock-still and looked at him,--with his (Mr.
+Pettifer's) hat under his arm.
+
+"You're aware," pursued his steward, "that I was once in the broking
+business, Captain Jorgan?"
+
+"I was aware," said the captain, "that you had failed in that
+calling, and in half the businesses going, Tom."
+
+"Not quite so, Captain Jorgan; but I failed in the broking business.
+I was partners with my brother, sir.  There was a sale of old office
+furniture at Dringworth Brothers' when the house was moved from
+America Square, and me and my brother made what we call in the trade
+a Deal there, sir.  And I'll make bold to say, sir, that the only
+thing I ever had from my brother, or from any relation,--for my
+relations have mostly taken property from me instead of giving me
+any,--was an old desk we bought at that same sale, with a crack in
+it.  My brother wouldn't have given me even that, when we broke
+partnership, if it had been worth anything."
+
+"Where is that desk now?" said the captain.
+
+"Well, Captain Jorgan," replied the steward, "I couldn't say for
+certain where it is now; but when I saw it last,--which was last
+time we were outward bound,--it was at a very nice lady's at
+Wapping, along with a little chest of mine which was detained for a
+small matter of a bill owing."
+
+The captain, instead of paying that rapt attention to his steward
+which was rendered by the other three persons present, went to
+Church again, in respect of the steward's hat.  And a most
+especially agitated and memorable face the captain produced from it,
+after a short pause.
+
+"Now, Tom," said the captain, "I spoke to you, when we first came
+here, respecting your constitutional weakness on the subject of
+sunstroke."
+
+"You did, sir."
+
+"Will my slow friend," said the captain, "lend me his arm, or I
+shall sink right back'ards into this blessed steward's cookery?
+Now, Tom," pursued the captain, when the required assistance was
+given, "on your oath as a steward, didn't you take that desk to
+pieces to make a better one of it, and put it together fresh,--or
+something of the kind?"
+
+"On my oath I did, sir," replied the steward.
+
+"And by the blessing of Heaven, my friends, one and all," cried the
+captain, radiant with joy,--"of the Heaven that put it into this Tom
+Pettifer's head to take so much care of his head against the bright
+sun,--he lined his hat with the original leaf in Tregarthen's
+writing,--and here it is!"
+
+With that the captain, to the utter destruction of Mr. Pettifer's
+favourite hat, produced the book-leaf, very much worn, but still
+legible, and gave both his legs such tremendous slaps that they were
+heard far off in the bay, and never accounted for.
+
+"A quarter past five p.m.," said the captain, pulling out his watch,
+"and that's thirty-three hours and a quarter in all, and a pritty
+run!"
+
+How they were all overpowered with delight and triumph; how the
+money was restored, then and there, to Tregarthen; how Tregarthen,
+then and there, gave it all to his daughter; how the captain
+undertook to go to Dringworth Brothers and re-establish the
+reputation of their forgotten old clerk; how Kitty came in, and was
+nearly torn to pieces, and the marriage was reappointed, needs not
+to be told.  Nor how she and the young fisherman went home to the
+post-office to prepare the way for the captain's coming, by
+declaring him to be the mightiest of men, who had made all their
+fortunes,--and then dutifully withdrew together, in order that he
+might have the domestic coast entirely to himself.  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."
+
+He took the child from her mother's lap and set it on his knee.
+
+"Not a bit afraid of me now, you see.  Knows I am fond of small
+people.  I have a child, and she's a girl, and I sing to her
+sometimes."
+
+"What do you sing?" asked Margaret.
+
+"Not a long song, my dear.
+
+
+Silas Jorgan
+Played the organ.
+
+
+That's about all.  And sometimes I tell her stories,--stories of
+sailors supposed to be lost, and recovered after all hope was
+abandoned."  Here the captain musingly went back to his song, -
+
+
+Silas Jorgan
+Played the organ;
+
+
+repeating it with his eyes on the fire, as he softly danced the
+child on his knee.  For he felt that Margaret had stopped working.
+
+"Yes," said the captain, still looking at the fire, "I make up
+stories and tell 'em to that child.  Stories of shipwreck on desert
+islands, and long delay in getting back to civilised lauds.  It is
+to stories the like of that, mostly, that
+
+
+Silas Jorgan
+Plays the organ."
+
+
+There was no light in the room but the light of the fire; for the
+shades of night were on the village, and the stars had begun to peep
+out of the sky one by one, as the houses of the village peeped out
+from among the foliage when the night departed.  The captain felt
+that Margaret's eyes were upon him, and thought it discreetest to
+keep his own eyes on the fire.
+
+"Yes; I make 'em up," said the captain.  "I make up stories of
+brothers brought together by the good providence of GOD,--of sons
+brought back to mothers, husbands brought back to wives, fathers
+raised from the deep, for little children like herself."
+
+Margaret's touch was on his arm, and he could not choose but look
+round now.  Next moment her hand moved imploringly to his breast,
+and she was on her knees before him,--supporting the mother, who was
+also kneeling.
+
+"What's the matter?" said the captain.  "What's the matter?
+
+
+Silas Jorgan
+Played the -
+
+
+Their looks and tears were too much for him, and he could not finish
+the song, short as it was.
+
+"Mistress Margaret, you have borne ill fortune well.  Could you bear
+good fortune equally well, if it was to come?"
+
+"I hope so.  I thankfully and humbly and earnestly hope so!"
+
+"Wa'al, my dear," said the captain, "p'rhaps it has come.  He's--
+don't be frightened--shall I say the word--"
+
+"Alive?"
+
+"Yes!"
+
+The thanks they fervently addressed to Heaven were again too much
+for the captain, who openly took out his handkerchief and dried his
+eyes.
+
+"He's no further off," resumed the captain, "than my country.
+Indeed, he's no further off than his own native country.  To tell
+you the truth, he's no further off than Falmouth.  Indeed, I doubt
+if he's quite so fur.  Indeed, if you was sure you could bear it
+nicely, and I was to do no more than whistle for him--"
+
+The captain's trust was discharged.  A rush came, and they were all
+together again.
+
+This was a fine opportunity for Tom Pettifer to appear with a
+tumbler of cold water, and he presently appeared with it, and
+administered it to the ladies; at the same time soothing them, and
+composing their dresses, exactly as if they had been passengers
+crossing the Channel.  The extent to which the captain slapped his
+legs, when Mr. Pettifer acquitted himself of this act of
+stewardship, could have been thoroughly appreciated by no one but
+himself; inasmuch as he must have slapped them black and blue, and
+they must have smarted tremendously.
+
+He couldn't stay for the wedding, having a few appointments to keep
+at the irreconcilable distance of about four thousand miles.  So
+next morning all the village cheered him up to the level ground
+above, and there he shook hands with a complete Census of its
+population, and invited the whole, without exception, to come and
+stay several months with him at Salem, Mass., U.S.  And there as he
+stood on the spot where he had seen that little golden picture of
+love and parting, and from which he could that morning contemplate
+another golden picture with a vista of golden years in it, little
+Kitty put her arms around his neck, and kissed him on both his
+bronzed cheeks, and laid her pretty face upon his storm-beaten
+breast, in sight of all,--ashamed to have called such a noble
+captain names.  And there the captain waved his hat over his head
+three final times; and there he was last seen, going away
+accompanied by Tom Pettifer Ho, and carrying his hands in his
+pockets.  And there, before that ground was softened with the fallen
+leaves of three more summers, a rosy little boy took his first
+unsteady run to a fair young mother's breast, and the name of that
+infant fisherman was Jorgan Raybrock.
+
+
+
+Footnotes:
+
+{1}  Dicken's didn't write chapters three and four and they are
+omitted in this edition.  The story continues with Captain Jorgan
+and Alfred at Lanrean.
+
+
+
+
+
+End of The Project Gutenberg Etext of A Message From the Sea by Dickens
+
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