The Grey Lady
ppeth in his speech,
r Nations at Barcelona was opened softly, almost nervousl
stepped forward a
d the new-comer, in a thi
fore. It almost appeared as if a doubt existed in his mind whether or not he w
vite this confidence he took the c
espoke a seafaring life, gazed politely at it. He was obviously desirous of avoiding
his neighbours, the old sailor helped himself to a little wine from
shman looked dubiously at these delicacies and shook his head--still obviously desirous of giving no offence. Soup was more comprehensible, and the sailor consumed
ly--as if open to conviction--in a voice th
in fluent Castilian t
lugs," repeated the sailo
of English, smiled openly, and an English gentleman seat
fish," he explained. "You
ld have been extremely comic had it been shorn of its pathos. "I am afraid," he went o
, "is not the slug season. Besides, if you did get
ough I don't hold
was a peer of the realm, travelling in Spain for the transaction of his own private affairs, or possibly for the edif
many seamen are, Captain Bontnor
language spoken, having sailed in the Spanish Main, and down to Manilla one voyage likewi
er of one who had always had a silent to
He was shaven, and had he not been distinctly a gentleman, he might have been a groom. He apparently had a habit of thrusting forward his chin for the purpose of scratching it pensivel
yse it, I dare say there is as much sense in it a
e of satisfaction at his own conversational powe
verbs I've come across yet. Still, I get along all right. Worst of it is, you know, that when I've
ur beam-ends," sugge
es
ortably in his spotless collar, and proceede
re long?" h
his story. "You see, sir," he said, "I'm getting on in years, and I'm not quite the build for f
-not apparently of great value so far as depth of thought was concerned. He looke
urmured en
Bontnor, confidentially. "My sist
ord Seahampton, with a stolid fac
ie
r, d
ing a little girl. He's dead now--Mr. Challoner. He's my broth
on, cheerfully, with a glance at th
now he's dead, his daughter Eve is left quite alone in the world, a
A
yes flashed round on
ou kn
chin and spoilt what small
ow of a wom - a lady, who has large
of my niece's, Miss Challoner. I call her Miss Challon
lanced at the
nnot somehow find out about the boat. They're a bit irregular, it seems, and this stupid jabbering of the
y to a little burst of petulance like this, he had a strange, half pathetic way of
rt, such as many horsey persons possess. Something in Captain Bontnor touched him; so
afterwards and find out all about the boat,
at his necktie for a moment with unsteady, weather-beaten hands. "But I s
ahampto
easure; that's what I
ain Bontno
looked down at his own hands; he turned one palm up, showing the faint tattoo on the wrist. "I'm only
ar seemed to be v
on, rather incoherently, "of letting my friends thin
. Captain Bontnor,
e's Sea
or turned and
Lord Sea
his breath. His social facilities did
iedly, "we'll go out and look up these steamer people. Miss Cha
s,
apkin and began to show sign
ll her. Poor young thing! if she's distressed about her father's death--which is only natural, I'm sure--
d, and--yes, I think I'd kiss her. Especially if she was a nice-looking girl," he
ket of his short tweed coat as
is most abrupt manner, as if the cut of
leather case, which had never been of great
slowly. "T--they're not expensive, and I could
th a certain show of eagerness. This young man's reputation for personal bravery was a know
which he was much too practical to define, and possibly too stupid to detect, told him t
wn the shady side of that noisiest street in the world, the
sho
is a lady, you kn
the peer stolidly; "that's why I
ies had been removed. At the same time he glanced furtively towards the inexp
Bontnor found himself talking quite easily and affably about palm-trees and tramways, a
sary information--no easy matter in this country--and took the necessary ticket. Ticket and information alike were obtained from a grave gentleman who smoked a cigarette
he remainder of the cheap cigar on an individual in reduced circumstances and lighted one of his own. He was quite unconscious of having done a good