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XII

           Hehadnever,nevermadeanychargeforthataccommodation.ButCaptainWhalley,hisnewpartner,wouldnotlethimprobably;besides,itwouldbeonlyputtingofftheevilday.Forhisownparthewouldmakeaholeinthewaterratherthanlookontamelyatthegreenfunnelsoverrunninghistrade.

           Heravedaloud.TheChinaboyshungbackwiththedishesatthefootoftheladder.Heyelledfromthebridgedownatthedeck,“Aren’twegoingtohaveanychowthiseveningatall?”thenturnedviolentlytoCaptainWhalley,whowaited,graveandpatient,attheheadofthetable,smoothinghisbeardinsilencenowandthenwithaforbearinggesture.

           “Youdon’tseemtocarewhathappenstome.Don’tyouseethatthisaffectsyourinterestsasmuchasmine?It’snojokingmatter.”

           Hetookthefootofthetablegrowlingbetweenhisteeth.

           “Unlessyouhaveafewthousandsputawaysomewhere.Ihaven’t.”

           Mr.VanWykdinedinhisthoroughlylit-upbungalow,puttingapointofsplendorinthenightofhisclearingabovethedarkbankoftheriver.Afterwardshesatdowntohispiano,andinapausehebecameawareofslowfootstepspassingonthepathalongthefront.Aplankortwocreakedunderaheavytread;heswunghalfroundonthemusic-stool,listeningwithhisfingertipsatrestonthekeyboard.Hislittleterrierbarkedviolently,backinginfromtheveranda.Adeepvoiceapologizedgravelyfor“thisintrusion.”Hewalkedoutquickly.

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