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Title: At Sunwich Port, Part 5.
Contents: Chapters 21-25

Author: W.W. Jacobs

Release Date: January 30, 2004 [EBook #10875]

Language: English

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Produced by David Widger

AT SUNWICH PORT

BY

W. W. JACOBS

Part 5.

ILLUSTRATIONS

From Drawings by Will Owen

CHAPTER XXI

Gossip from one or two quarters, which reached Captain Nugent's ears
through the medium of his sister, concerning the preparations for his
son's marriage, prevented him from altering his mind with regard to the
visits of Jem Hardy and showing that painstaking young man the door.
Indeed, the nearness of the approaching nuptials bade fair to eclipse,
for the time being, all other grievances, and when Hardy paid his third
visit he made a determined but ineffectual attempt to obtain from him
some information as to the methods by which he hoped to attain his ends.
His failure made him suspicious, and he hinted pretty plainly that he had
no guarantee that his visitor was not obtaining admittance under false
pretences.

"Well, I'm not getting much out of it," returned Hardy, frankly.

"I wonder you come," said his hospitable host.

"I want you to get used to me," said the other.

The captain started and eyed him uneasily; the remark seemed fraught with
hidden meaning. "And then?" he inquired, raising his bushy eyebrows.

"Then perhaps I can come oftener."

The captain gave him up. He sank back in his chair and crossing his legs
smoked, with his eyes fixed on the ceiling. It was difficult to know
what to do with a young man who was apparently destitute of any feelings
of shame or embarrassment. He bestowed a puzzled glance in his direction
and saw that he was lolling in the chair with an appearance of the
greatest ease and enjoyment. Following the direction of his eyes, he saw
that he was gazing with much satisfaction at a photograph of Miss Nugent
which graced the mantelpiece. With an odd sensation the captain suddenly
identified it as one which usually stood on the chest of dr