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BY THE AUTHOR OF "Allan Thornton," "Ellie Baird," Almost a Criminal," Leonoras Legacy,"$~c. CHAPTER XVII. OUT OF SIGHT OF LAND. I'm on the saa, I'm on the sea, I am where I would ever "be With the blue above, and the blue below, And silence wheresoe'er I go.—BKIAN W. PKOCTOB. BFRYL'S slight pique turned to sympathy on the in- 'stant. Why did you not tell me before, dear ?" she asked Ai Can we not get something to relieve it at once ?" "■ I have something in my bag. But it's nervousness and excitement more than anything else; I shall be all right when we have started. If you don't mind, I'll go and lie down. You have the two gentlemen to take care of you." "Do, dear. I will come with you and see where your cabin is. It is sure to be a (omfortable one." That it was. The very best the ship afforded, fitted with every convenience, and stocked with many little comforts the girls would never have thought of .providing for themselves. Beryl made Ursula lie down, and spoke to the stewardess, who stopped respectfully to listen to all the young heiress had to say. She regarded her -with much curiosity, for her story was known but Beryl's thick crape veil prevented her face being seen. 11 I'll see to the young lady, miss," she said. She shan't be disturbed. You shall have every attention when we are once off. You must excuse me if things -are a little rough at first. Everyone wants attending to at once just now." It seemed so, indeed, and Beryl sat for a few minutes in the saloon, interested and amused at the bustle around her. Meantime the two young men stood together on the deck, watching what was going on there, and the dis- embarkation of passengers and goods from the Venus, the sister ship. of the Psyche, which had that morning arrived. There was a good two hours yet before they would start, and the passengers and their belongings were rapidly coming aboard. Presently a ragged little imp of a boy appealed upon the scene, with a letter in his hand, staring about him. What do you want ?" asked one of the ship'& officers. I want the Psyche. Is this her P" Yes." Ah, I wasn't sure which it was,"replied the youth, meditatively. What do you want now you are here ?" I want the gent whose name is written on this. He's to come back with me, right slap. He's Wanted." "Graham Carbon, Esq, read the officer, and the young lawyer turned round. That's me," he said. Who wants me ?" The boy put the letter in his hand, and the young man's face turned white to the very lips. Good Heavens he exclaimed. It is my father's handwriting. What c&n it mean?" He tore it open and read what astonished him not a little. My dear boy,-I have this moment landed from the Venus, and find you have gone on board the Psyche, with Miss Atherstone, Strange things have happened since you left, which have made it necessary for me to come out also. Don't say anything to the young lady, but come with bearer at once. I will not detain you more than half an hour, and you will be in plenty of time then to perform your duty of escort. Yours, in hasto- R. CARSON. G. Carson, Esq., ss. Psyche." Anything the matter ?" asked Allan Temple, seeing his perturbed face. Yes. The strangest thing. My father has come out in the Venus." What for ?" I can't tell. Read the note. I must go. Will you stay with Miss Atherstone till I return ? I won't be long." Till the last minute, be sure of that," paid Allan. So you come back in time to start, it will be all right." "What's the meaning of that, now?" thought the young man to himself, as his friend disappeared on the busy quay, in the wake of the stupid-looking boy. 61 Have they found a will, I wonder, and shall I keep my Beryl after all ?" I wish they had," said Beryl, emphatically, when she came on deck, and her lover had told her of what had happened. I'm sure I don't want this money. It's a very dismal thing to be going half over the World like this, without a creature one knows." j My darling, you have Ursula Rhodes." "Sh^ isn't much company at present," Beryl answered. She seems so strange and dull, I don't know What to make of her." They sat together, indulging in a last quiet talk, Beryl's tears flowing silently under her veil, for her heart was very sad. Graham Carson followed the boy who brought the note in much perturbation of spirit. Is it far ?" he asked, wondering where his father could haN e bestowed himself. No, it's just here," was the reply; and, to his sur- prise, the lad stopped at Mrs. Dalton's house. Here!" he exclaimed. Yes." Why -did you not tell me?" 'Cos' you didn't ask," retorted the boy, and Graham lifted his hand to the knocker. Before he could touch it, the door opened, and Mrs. Palton appeared on the threshold. "I have been looking out for you, Mr. Carson," she said. ■ I do not understand you," he replied. My father- "Is here. Step this way, if you please. He is most anxiously waiting for you." She opened the door of a room he had not seen before, and motioned him to enter, and then flung some money to the boy, who was loitering about, and sharply bade him begone. He was. a nameless arab of the streets, who picked up a living as lie could; and being sharp, and, after a fashion, honest, Mrs. Dalton had often employed him to run messages for her. He had something on his mind evidently now, and sat down on a step opposite, and regarded the house with much attention. It's a rum start," he soliloquised and there'll be rummer things come of it yet, or my name's not Jack Blogg. I'd like to see the end of it. Shall I stay here, and reckon it up, or shall I go aboard ship, and see what happens there ? I think I'll go. I should like to try the sea,, and I want to see foreign countries. I'll go." And Mr. Jack Blogg, whose whole wardrobe was on his back, and who was not troubled with housekeeping cares, spent the money Mrs. Dalton had given him in an incongruous mass of edibles, which he carefully pisposed about his person, and then, mingling with the crowd on the wharf, he managed to get aboard of the Psyche, and stowed himself away in a dark place, at the imminent risk of being suffocated or crushed to death. Allan Temple and Beryl sat talking till the first Sliore bell rang loudly, and he started up. I must go, darling," he said. Oh, Allan!" I must. See, everyone is moving," he said. But where is Mr. Carson ?" I'll go and find him, dear. I shall have time enough for that." But ho did not succeed, and after a hurried search, tie returned to her side. He is on board, darling. The steward saw him come back; spoke to him, he says, as he came down. He did not hear the bell, doubtless. There goes the second one, You will have to say good-bye to him for me." He claaped her in his arms, and strained her to his hreast, regardless of the bystanders. But the minute toad come for many partings beside theirs, and no one Reeded them. t, Beryl had a strange undefinable feeling of dread at P?ln2 thus left alone; but it was quite possible Carson had not heard the bells in the Confusion, and she should soon find him. She sat where Allan had placed her, straining fier eyes to catch the last glimpse of him, as the ship Weeded from the land. Then a corner was turned, the wide sea was before her, and she could see his more* Her fortitude gave way, and she burst wto bitter weeping, which did not cease till a hand « w d on her shoulder> and someone spoke to her. Sad you not better have a* glass of wine, J»8sp you go on like It was the stewardess, and Beryl looked up at the Sound of her kindly voice. The sea was beautifully calm, and the ship going along so smoothly that there Was hardly any motion. 641 could not take anything, thank you/' she said. 11 I think you should try, miss. The other young EasJy has been asking for you. She seems very poorly." My poor Ursula. I will come to her directly. I ghould like to see Mr. Carson before I go down, if you tifill find him, please." "Yes, miss. Mr.—who did you say ?" Mr. Carson, the gentleman who is with us. I suppose he will be in the gentlemen's cabin." Very good, miss. I'll fetch him," But Mr. Carson was not to be found. The steward had evidently made a mistake in stating he had seen him. The ship was searched from end to end, but he was not there, and Beryl found, with unutterable dismay that she was travelling to Europe alone, save for the companionship of Ursula Rhodes, with no one to intro- duce her to her unknown relations, or protect her in any way. The shock was too much for her, and the stewardess was fain to go to the captain with her. story, and ask him what she should do with the young lady, who had fainted away at the intelligence, and seemed almost out of her senses with fright. The captain went to see her, in a kind, fatherly fashion. He had daughters of his own, and felt sincerely for the forlorn girl. The ship's doctor pre- scribed a draught for her, which sent her to sleep, and she woke less agitated, but beginning to suffer from the terrible mal de mer which takes away all power of thought and capacity for every suffering save its own. Ursula Rhodes was very ill, not sick, but prostrate to a degree with neuralgia, which nothing seemed to alleviate. She scarcely took any notice when told of Graham Carson's unaccountable absence, only remark- ing that she supposed someone would meet them when they landed, if ever they did land. For her part, she didn't believe she ever should, she was so very ill. Everyone was very kind and sympathising with these y oung girls, so friendless and alone, and the captain took pains to assure them that it would be all right, that Mr. Carson would follow them home in the Venus, and that he would take care of them himself till he saw them safe with their friends. But nothing could comfort Beryl. She was very sad, and became so extremely prostrate, that she kept her berth entirely, and thus it happened that neither of the girls were seen by anyone except the stewardess. It was weary work for poor Beryl, lying prostrate in this tossing ship, with an untried future before her, in a strange land, and all the friends she had in the world left behind her, never to be seen again, maybe. Ursula Rhodes, on whom she had depended as a companion, was too ill for the most part to talk to her; and, if she did rouse up sufficiently to speak, was so querulous and unlike herself, that Beryl gave tip the attempt in despair. fhe voyage of the Psyche was not to be by any means an uneventful one. Two days out from Mil- haven, the captain and the doctor were walking up and down the deck chattering. Their talk was of the heiress and her companion. Miss Atherstone'a Etory was pretty well known on board. "I've never seen her properly yet," the captain said. She has always had her veil down, or been hidden behind the curtains. Poor thing it's lonely work for her." Hang me, if I know which is which!" the doctor said. It I've seen them both, of course, but they seem to me curiously alike, and they are dressed as nearly the same as possible." "I took them for sisters," the captain replied. 45 What can have become of that young fellow, I wonder ? He didn't look like a man to go on the spree. He told me all about them. The heiress has been an actress, and the other girl is a friend, who is going with her for company. I shall be glad when they get up. I feel responsible for them." Ah, this calm weather will bring them up. No one can be sick long in a smooth sea like this. What's the matter forward, captain ? There seems to be a row afoot." Hardly that, for it takes at least two people quarrelling to bring about that unpleasant climax, and there did not appear to be any quarrelling in the hubbub that had suddenly arisen in the forepart of the ship. Sounds of weeping and wailing, mixed with some swearing, and a good deal of rough ridicule, arose from the motley crowd, which approached the captain with a struggling, shrinking object in their midst. Now, then," he asked, shortly. What is it ?" The boatswain touched his cap, and replied. rather breathlessly: Stowaway, sir." Captain Bolton was not astonished. A stowaway was no uncommon apparition on board such ships as his. Ah," he said. Where ?" In the forehold, sir." M Bring him along. Let me see him." They brought him along—right under the deck Where the captain and the doctor were walking-and the two gentlemen looked down with something of pity on the hapless creature thus disinterred from the very bowels of his ship. Jack Blogg had seen the dark side of the world hitherto, and his ex- perience of it had been the very roughest; but he had never known anything like what he had endured in the two days of darkness and terror on board the Psyche. Sea-sick and famished, and in hourly dread of being devoured by the rats, whose scamperings and shriekings made his flesh creep on his bones, and his hair stand on end, his fortitude had at length for- saken him utterly, and his moans and howls had at- tracted the attention of the sailors and impressed them with the belief that the forehold of the Psyche was haunted by evil spirits. Some of the more daring spirits among them ventured down on becoming con- vinced that the sounds were human, and brought up a ragged, helpless urchin, who, on breathing the air, and seeing the daylight once more, recovered, and became again an impudent street arab, past master in the art of reviling. Ah, Captain Bolton, dear, don't let them beat me!" he exclaimed, as they deposited him on the deck just under where the captain stood. I'm Jack Blogg, that's run many an errand for you in Milhaven, and run 'em faithful and honest. Let me go with you and I'll work, as well as any man among 'em." And what, in the devil's name, made you come aboard the P&yche, Jack Blogg?" demanded the captain. Suppose I tell them to heave you over- board, what then ? We don't want a pack of idle fellows here." I won't be idle, only let me go!" pleaded the boy. I had reason, Captain Bolton. I must go to Europe. Don't drown me, I'll— And the miserable creature in the tattered clothes swayed to and fro for a moment, clutching wildly at nothing with his hands, and then fell down with a bang on the boards of the deck. "Poor little devil!" said the captain. "He's starved. Take him away, boatswain, and feed him. See that he has something in the shape of clothes to put on, and make use of him. He's a sharp lad, and, as far as I know, honest. We can't put him back now, and I can't have him abused. You'll find him useful. Doctor, you might just make sure that he isn't dead." S "He had only fainted,* the doctor reported. "A night's rest, and a little food would put him to rights." And indeed, on the next morning, Master Blogg was able to begin to make himself useful, and to show the crew that they had better not attempt to take any liberties with him, for'that he had a tongue as sharp as a razor, and could take particularly good care of himself. Dr. Twist wondered not a little what could have induced this restless urchin to stow himself away on board ship, but Master Blogg, if cheeky, was un- communicative to a degree. "He wanted to see some places besides Milhaven," he said. He knew a cove as went to sea, and made his fortune, and he thought he'd try it." And with this answer the doctor was obliged to eb content. (To be continued.)

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