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Capt'n Davy's Honeymoon
     

Capt'n Davy's Honeymoon

by Sir Hall Caine
 
"My money, ma'am-my money, not me."
"So you say, sir."
"It's my money you've been marrying, ma'am."
"Maybe so, sir."
"Deny it, deny it!"
"Why should I? You say it is so, and so be it."
"Then d--- the money. It took me more till ten years to make it, and middling hard work at that; but you go bail it'll take me less nor ten months to spend it.

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"My money, ma'am-my money, not me."
"So you say, sir."
"It's my money you've been marrying, ma'am."
"Maybe so, sir."
"Deny it, deny it!"
"Why should I? You say it is so, and so be it."
"Then d--- the money. It took me more till ten years to make it, and middling hard work at that; but you go bail it'll take me less nor ten months to spend it. Ay, or ten weeks, and aisy doing, too! And 'till it's gone, Mistress Quig-gin-d'ye hear me?-gone, every mortal penny of it gone, pitched into the sea, scattered to smithereens, blown to ould Harry, and dang him-I'll lave ye, ma'am, I'll lave ye; and, sink or swim, I'll darken your doors no more."
The lady and gentleman who blazed at each other with these burning words, which were pointed, and driven home by flashing eyes and quivering lips, were newly-married husband and wife. They were staying at the old Castle Mona, in Douglas, Isle of Man, and their honeymoon had not yet finished its second quarter. The gentleman was Captain Davy Quiggin, commonly called Capt'n Davy, a typical Manx sea-dog, thirty years of age; stalwart, stout, shaggy, lusty-lunged, with the tongue of a trooper, the heavy manners of a bear, the stubborn head of a stupid donkey, and the big, soft heart of the baby of a girl. The lady was Ellen Kinvig, known of old to all and sundry as Nelly, Ness, or Nell, but now to everybody concerned as Mistress Capt'n Davy Quiggin, six-and-twenty years of age, tall, comely, as blooming as the gorse; once as free as the air, and as racy of the soil as new-cut peat, but suddenly grown stately, smooth, refined, proud, and reserved. They loved each other to the point of idolatry; and yet they parted ten days after marriage with these words of wroth and madness. Something had come between them. What was it? Another man? No. Another woman? Still no. What then? A ghost, an intangible, almost an invisible but very real and divorce-making co-respondent. They call it Education.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781497464520
Publisher:
CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date:
03/28/2014
Pages:
60
Product dimensions:
6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.12(d)

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