Marshall kept quiet
and got his hair and beard disposed of and went home.
When his old housekeeper heard him come upstairs she
peeked out of her bedroom door to see whether 'twas him
or the hired boy. And when she saw a strange man
striding down the hall with a candle in his hand she
screamed blue murder and fainted dead away. They had
to send for the doctor before they could bring her to,
and it was several days before she could look at
Marshall without shaking all over."
Captain Jim had no fish. He seldom went out in his
boat that summer, and his long tramping expeditions
were over. He spent a great deal of his time sitting
by his seaward window, looking out over the gulf, with
his swiftly-whitening head leaning on his hand. He sat
there tonight for many silent minutes, keeping some
tryst with the past which Anne would not disturb.
Presently he pointed to the iris of the West:
"That's beautiful, isn't, it, Mistress Blythe? But I
wish you could have seen the sunrise this morning. It
was a wonderful thing--wonderful. I've seen all kinds
of sunrises come over that gulf.
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