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X. A Desperate Attempt at Persuasion

           

           Whenthereddlemanenteredthegardentheoldmanwaslookingthroughhisglassatthestainofblueseainthedistantlandscape,thelittleanchorsonhisbuttonstwinklinginthesun.HerecognizedVennashiscompaniononthehighway,butmadenoremarkonthatcircumstance,merelysaying,“Ah,reddleman—youhere?Haveaglassofgrog?”

           Venndeclined,onthepleaofitbeingtooearly,andstatedthathisbusinesswaswithMissVye.Thecaptainsurveyedhimfromcaptowaistcoatandfromwaistcoattoleggingsforafewmoments,andfinallyaskedhimtogoindoors.

           MissVyewasnottobeseenbyanybodyjustthen;andthereddlemanwaitedinthewindow-benchofthekitchen,hishandshangingacrosshisdivergentknees,andhiscaphangingfromhishands.

           “Isupposetheyoungladyisnotupyet?”hepresentlysaidtotheservant.

           “Notquiteyet.Folksnevercalluponladiesatthistimeofday.”

           “ThenI’llstepoutside,”saidVenn.“Ifsheiswillingtoseeme,willshepleasesendoutword,andI’llcomein.”

           Thereddlemanleftthehouseandloiteredonthehilladjoining.Aconsiderabletimeelapsed,andnorequestforhispresencewasbrought.Hewasbeginningtothinkthathisschemehadfailed,whenhebeheldtheformofEustaciaherselfcomingleisurelytowardshim.Asenseofnoveltyingivingaudiencetothatsingularfigurehadbeensufficienttodrawherforth.

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