FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   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   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   >>   >|  
l," he said, presently, addressing the captain, who, though excited too after his own fashion, was poring determinedly over his work. "Well?" asked he, looking up. "I say, _do_ you think there's any chance of our boat winning?" The boy asked the question so anxiously that one might have supposed his whole happiness in life depended on the answer. "It's very hard to say," said Riddell. "I think we have some chance, at any rate." "You did the course in as good time as Parrett's yesterday, didn't you?" said Wyndham. "Yes, but we had a better tide," said Riddell. Wyndham's face clouded, for he knew it was true. "You _must_ win, I say," said he, almost fiercely. Riddell smiled. "I mean to oblige you if I can, for one," said he. "If they win," said Wyndham, "it'll be--" But what it would be the youthful enthusiast lacked words to express. Riddell turned again to his writing. "Hadn't you better finish your work?" said he. "Oh, I can't!" exclaimed Wyndham. "Who could work just before the race?" So saying, he got up and gathered together his things. Riddell was sorry for this. He had hoped the boy would stay. Amid all his fresh duties the new captain had kept his eye on his old friend's brother, and of late he had seen things which made him uneasy. Wyndham was on friendly terms again with his two undesirable patrons, and simultaneously his work in the library and his visits to Riddell's own study had become less regular. It all meant something, Riddell knew; and he knew, too, that that something was not any good. He made one attempt to detain the boy. "You aren't going?" he said kindly. "Yes. It's really no use grinding, to-night, Riddell." "Won't you stop and keep me company, though?" asked the captain. "You're working," said the boy. "I'll come to-morrow. Good-night." And he went, leaving Riddell very uncomfortable. Why should he be so eager to go? Why should he always seem so restless now whenever he was in that study? Why should he always avoid any reference to-- Ah! here he was back again. A gleam of hope shot through Riddell's breast as he saw the door open and Wyndham re-enter. Perhaps, after all, the boy was going to stay and give him a chance. But no, Wyndham had come back for his knife, which Riddell had borrowed for sharpening a pencil. That was all he wanted; and having recovered it he departed quickly. Riddell spent the rest of that evening in l
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   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   147   148   149   150   151   152   153   154   155   156   157   158   >>   >|  



Top keywords:
Riddell
 

Wyndham

 

chance

 
captain
 

things

 

grinding

 

undesirable

 

patrons

 

simultaneously

 

uneasy


friendly

 
library
 

visits

 
detain
 
kindly
 

attempt

 

regular

 

restless

 

Perhaps

 

borrowed


breast

 

sharpening

 

pencil

 

quickly

 

evening

 
departed
 

recovered

 

wanted

 

leaving

 

uncomfortable


working

 

morrow

 
reference
 

company

 

answer

 

happiness

 

depended

 

clouded

 

Parrett

 

yesterday


supposed
 
poring
 

determinedly

 

fashion

 

excited

 
presently
 

addressing

 
question
 
anxiously
 

winning