[The Wrecker by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne]@TWC D-Link bookThe Wrecker CHAPTER XI 24/27
Hurriedly as I went about my task, the half-hour had lengthened out to more than three before it was completed: Mamie in full value, the rest of the party figuring in outline only, and the artist himself introduced in a back view, which was pronounced a likeness.
But it was to Mamie that I devoted the best of my attention; and it was with her I made my chief success. "O!" she cried, "am I really like that? No wonder Jim ..." She paused. "Why it's just as lovely as he's good!" she cried: an epigram which was appreciated, and repeated as we made our salutations, and called out after the retreating couple as they passed away under the lamplight on the wharf. Thus it was that our farewells were smuggled through under an ambuscade of laughter, and the parting over ere I knew it was begun.
The figures vanished, the steps died away along the silent city front; on board, the men had returned to their labours, the captain to his solitary cigar; and after that long and complex day of business and emotion, I was at last alone and free.
It was, perhaps, chiefly fatigue that made my heart so heavy.
I leaned at least upon the house, and stared at the foggy heaven, or over the rail at the wavering reflection of the lamps, like a man that was quite done with hope and would have welcomed the asylum of the grave.
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