At Sunwich Port, Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 243 pages of information about At Sunwich Port, Complete.

At Sunwich Port, Complete eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 243 pages of information about At Sunwich Port, Complete.

Mr. Nugent’s return caused a sensation in several quarters, the feeling at Equator Lodge bordering close upon open mutiny.  Even Mrs. Kingdom plucked up spirit and read the astonished captain a homily upon the first duties of a parent—­a homily which she backed up by reading the story of the Prodigal Son through to the bitter end.  At the conclusion she broke down entirely and was led up to bed by Kate and Bella, the sympathy of the latter taking an acute form, and consisting mainly of innuendoes which could only refer to one person in the house.

Kate Nugent, who was not prone to tears, took a different line, but with no better success.  The captain declined to discuss the subject, and, after listening to a description of himself in which Nero and other celebrities figured for the purpose of having their characters whitewashed, took up his hat and went out.

Jem Hardy heard of the new arrival from his partner, and, ignoring that gentleman’s urgent advice to make hay while the sun shone and take Master Nugent for a walk forthwith sat thoughtfully considering how to turn the affair to the best advantage.  A slight outbreak of diphtheria at Fullalove Alley had, for a time, closed that thoroughfare to Miss Nugent, and he was inclined to regard the opportune arrival of her brother as an effort of Providence on his behalf.

For some days, however, he looked for Jack Nugent in vain, that gentleman either being out of doors engaged in an earnest search for work, or snugly seated in the back parlour of the Kybirds, indulging in the somewhat perilous pastime of paying compliments to Amelia Kybird.  Remittances which had reached him from his sister and aunt had been promptly returned, and he was indebted to the amiable Mr. Kybird for the bare necessaries of life.  In these circumstances a warm feeling of gratitude towards the family closed his eyes to their obvious shortcomings.

He even obtained work down at the harbour through a friend of Mr. Kybird’s.  It was not of a very exalted nature, and caused more strain upon the back than the intellect, but seven years of roughing it had left him singularly free from caste prejudices, a freedom which he soon discovered was not shared by his old acquaintances at Sunwich.  The discovery made him somewhat bitter, and when Hardy stopped him one afternoon as he was on his way home from work he tried to ignore his outstretched hand and continued on his way.

[Illustration:  “He even obtained work down at the harbor.”]

“It is a long time since we met,” said Hardy, placing himself in front of him.

“Good heavens,” said Jack, regarding him closely, “it’s Jemmy Hardy—­ grown up spick and span like the industrious little boys in the school-books.  I heard you were back here.”

“I came back just before you did,” said Hardy.  “Brass band playing you in and all that sort of thing, I suppose,” said the other.  “Alas, how the wicked prosper—­and you were wicked.  Do you remember how you used to knock me about?”

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