"'Tis like gone days to see you again, Richard," he cried. "And I perceive you have as ever fallen into the best of hands." "I am Mr. Carvel to my enemies, if they must speak to me at all," I said. "But, my dear fellow, I am not your enemy, or I should not be here this day. And presently I shall prove that same." He took snuff. "But first I must congratulate you on coming alive out of that great battle off Flamborough. You look as though you had been very near to death, my lad. A deal nearer than I should care to get." What to say to the man! What to do save to knock him down, and I could not do that. "There can be no passing the time of day between you and me, Mr. Allen," I answered hotly. "You, whose machinations have come as near to ruining me as a man's can." "And that was your own fault, my dear sir," said he, as he brushed himself. "You never showed me a whit of consideration, which is very dear to men in my position." My head swam. Then I saw Dolly by the door regarding me curiously, with something of a smile upon her lips, but anxiety still in her eyes. With a "by your leave, ma'am," to her, Mr. Allen took the chair abreast me. Copyright © 2004-2005 Classic Book Library |