[The Cruise of the Jasper B. by Don Marquis]@TWC D-Link bookThe Cruise of the Jasper B. CHAPTER VII 21/23
He was not the man to allow considerations of personal safety to outweigh his devotion to an ideal. "And now," said Cleggett, turning to Lady Agatha, who had hearkened to his orders to George with a bright smile of approval, "we will dine, and I will hear the rest of your story, which was so rudely interrupted.
It is possible that together we may be able to find some solution of your problem." "Dine!" exclaimed Lady Agatha, eagerly.
"Yes, let us dine! It may sound incredible to you, Mr.Cleggett, that the daughter of an English peer and the widow of a baronet should confess that, except for your tea, she has scarcely eaten for twenty-four hours--but it is so!" Then she said, sadly, with a sign and sidelong glance at the box of Reginald Maltravers which stood near the cabin companionway dripping coldly: "Until now, Mr.Cleggett--until your aid had given me fresh hope and strength--I had, indeed, very little appetite." Cleggett followed her gaze, and it must be admitted that he himself experienced a momentary sense of depression at the sight of the box of Reginald Maltravers.
It looked so damp, it looked so chill, it looked so starkly and patiently and malevolently watchful of himself and Lady Agatha.
In a flash his lively fancy furnished him with a picture of the box of Reginald Maltravers suddenly springing upright and hopping towards him on one end with a series of stiff jumps that would send drops of moisture flying from the cracks and seams and make the ice inside of it clink and tinkle.
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