FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105   106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121  
122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143   144   145   146   >>   >|  
surgery--on your part would set all right." "There _you_ go again, sir!" cried Steve querulously. "One minute you want to give me pills and a draught, the next you want to begin cutting me to pieces." The doctor burst out laughing. "That's right," cried Steve, "laugh at me; I deserve it;" and at that moment he wished that he was a little child again, so that he could go and hide himself away, and relieve his feelings by crying fit to break his heart. But he did not say to himself "cry"; he put it as "blubber like a great girl." "Be quiet, my lad; and, believe me, I can feel for you and want to help you. I'm a doctor, and I talked metaphorically, as, of course, you know. By moral surgery I meant one brave bit of mastery over self, and cutting the trouble right out. There's no hiding the fact; you, as a gentleman's son, ought not to have been found fighting with the ship's boy, and under such ludicrous circumstances; now, ought you?" "No, I suppose not," replied Steve; "but--" "Never mind the `buts,' my lad. You own that you are in the wrong?" "Yes." "Then go and wash your face and brush all that fluff off your jacket. Then pluck up, and like a man go in to the captain; keep cool--you'll be cooler by that time--and tell him exactly how it all was; say you are sorry, and--Don't keep on shaking your head like that, sir; you'll be doing some injury to your spinal column." "But I can't go and tell him that, after the way in which he looked and spoke to me." "Yes, you can, sir." "No." "There you go, shaking your head again. Tell him you were in the wrong." "That I'll be a good boy, and won't do so any more." "Well, is there anything to be ashamed of in that, sir?" "I couldn't do it--I wouldn't do it." "Then you're a coward." "No, I'm not," retorted Steve angrily. "You are--a miserable moral coward; and I thought you had more pluck in you--more of the honest, manly pluck of an English boy who is brave enough to own to a fault." "I'm not a coward," muttered Steve. "I'd show you if there was any occasion," and he stood frowning. "Bah! Any big, strong, stupid fellow, with no brains to boast about, can jump overboard to save any one or do anything of that kind. I want to see you act like a brave fellow who is ready to make a bit of sacrifice of his own feelings, and behave in a manly way. Come, I'm giving you good advice. We shall have bad weather enough to deal with out
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   97   98   99   100   101   102   103   104   105   106   107   108   109   110   111   112   113   114   115   116   117   118   119   120   121  
122   123   124   125   126   127   128   129   130   131   132   133   134   135   136   137   138   139   140   141   142   143   144   145   146   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
coward
 

doctor

 

shaking

 
surgery
 
cutting
 
fellow
 

feelings

 

column

 

stupid

 

spinal


looked
 
strong
 

sacrifice

 

behave

 

giving

 

advice

 

brains

 

injury

 

honest

 

thought


angrily
 

miserable

 

occasion

 
muttered
 

English

 
retorted
 
weather
 

frowning

 

ashamed

 

overboard


couldn

 

wouldn

 
crying
 
relieve
 

blubber

 
minute
 

draught

 

querulously

 

deserve

 

moment


wished

 

laughing

 
pieces
 

talked

 
replied
 
circumstances
 

suppose

 

captain

 
cooler
 

jacket