If only to say goodbye. The news that his granddaughter desired an audience
Lord Charvill had greeted with merely a grunt, which turned into a roar as his
gorge rose when he heard that she was accompanied by her husband. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew,
"when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. Heaven alone knows why. After the first onset several of the women who had
apartments to let said she would not do for them, and in effect dismissed her. “Where have you been!
If Sheila finds out, she’ll kill you!”
She summoned a few tears to elicit sympathy from him. Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his
composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical
indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while
that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. "Tell me, what did
they call you?"
"Well, the old Kanaka cook used to call me the Golden One, but the natives
called me the Dawn Pearl. He resolved to
judge for himself.
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