. John Rous; a Queen Anne story in Australian setting, showing in simple words the passage of a not uneventful life animated throughout by an inborn and unconquerable love of the sea and a most ardent patriotism . l craft. Sylvia herself had never been on the water in herdays; but the real reason, I apprehend, lay in the factof his strong desire that our leave-taking should takeplace in the privacy of our own apartments, thussparing everyone the prolonged grief of watchingmutually the disappearing ship and the recedingshore, till all should be lost in tears and mist. And,looking back upon this
. John Rous; a Queen Anne story in Australian setting, showing in simple words the passage of a not uneventful life animated throughout by an inborn and unconquerable love of the sea and a most ardent patriotism . l craft. Sylvia herself had never been on the water in herdays; but the real reason, I apprehend, lay in the factof his strong desire that our leave-taking should takeplace in the privacy of our own apartments, thussparing everyone the prolonged grief of watchingmutually the disappearing ship and the recedingshore, till all should be lost in tears and mist. And,looking back upon this arrangement of my fathersafter the lapse of so many lustres, I feel I do him buttardy justice where I credit him with an experienceof life, a tenderness of heart and a thoughtfulnessat the right time for the well-being of others that Isurely had once denied him. It went hard with me to resist the joint importuni-ties of John Auldjo and Harry Redmayne for a fare-well supper at Buttons coffee-house, in Russell-street,off Covent Garden (together with a brief visit to theSociety of Symbolical Sailors, of which they nowdesired me to found a branch at Bombay)! Twould have been rudeness itself to have denied 168. The Forte East [ndiaman Boundfor Bombay. A LONG FAREWELL 169 them absolutely after all the numberless hospitalitiesI had received at their hands, but I was fain to com-promise the matter. So at last, and with as littleshow of ungraciousness as might be, it was settledthat we should have an early dinner at a tavern tobe named, also that they should accompany me to theNore in the lugger and see the last of me (as theyphrased it) aboard ship, and over a bottle of wine. By exercising this little piece of what I deemed awise diplomacy, I managed matters so that Sylviaand my father should not need complain of my devot-ing my latest hours ashore to newer friends. Without saying too much, I explained quietly toJohn that Sylvia being in town the duty of remainingat home the last nigh
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