. The Pinafore picture book: the story of Pinafore . ,but the recollection of your pale and sad face seemedto chain me to the ship. I would fain see you smilebefore I leave. I will try, said he. He endeavoured to smile, but it was little morethan a creaky mechanical grin. Not good enough, Captain, replied LittleButtercup, dont be faint-hearted; try again,because I want to go home. Again he tried to smile, but without success. Ah, Little Buttercup, said he, I fear it willbe long before I recover my accustomed cheerful-ness, for misfortunes crowd upon me, and all myold friends seem to hav
. The Pinafore picture book: the story of Pinafore . ,but the recollection of your pale and sad face seemedto chain me to the ship. I would fain see you smilebefore I leave. I will try, said he. He endeavoured to smile, but it was little morethan a creaky mechanical grin. Not good enough, Captain, replied LittleButtercup, dont be faint-hearted; try again,because I want to go home. Again he tried to smile, but without success. Ah, Little Buttercup, said he, I fear it willbe long before I recover my accustomed cheerful-ness, for misfortunes crowd upon me, and all myold friends seem to have turned against me! Do not say all, dear Captain, exclaimedLittle Buttercup. That were unjust to one, atleast! True, said Captain Corcoran, for you arestaunch to me. Good old Buttercup! At this point poor Little Buttercups resolutiongave way. With a bitter cry she knelt at his feet,and sobbed loudly as she kissed his hand. Little Buttercup, said Captain Corcoran, itwould be affectation to pretend that I do not under- 80 LITTLE BUTTERCUP AND THE CAPTAIN M. !IK PINAFORE stand your meaning. I am touched to the heart byyour innocent regard for me, and were we differ-ently situated, I think I could have returned it is, I regret to say that I can be nothing toyou but a friend. Little Buttercup, who always knew more aboutpeople than anybody else, knew a good deal orCaptain Corcorans history, as will presently was not really Captain Corcoran, and she knewit. More than that, she knew who he really was,but it did not suit her to tell him just then. Ibelieve that this mysterious Little Buttercup wasable to prove, from the hidden depths of hermiscellaneous information, that every human beingalive was somebody else, and that no human beingalive was what people really supposed him to , she only revealed her knowledge bitby bit as it suited her, but it is terrible to thinkwhat an amount of confusion she might havecreated in highly respectable families if
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