J. S. Fletcher

“ But there were also plenty of rugs, cushions, old coats, and the like; Uncle Joseph carried most of these, and when we had got up the last of the parcels he flung an armful towards me.
“You must just do what you can to make the young lady a bit of a nest, Benjamin,” he said in his suavest tones. “It’s not what you might call a boo-dwaw, this, but we must make the best of circumstances, and, fortunately, the night’s warm and this here chamber is dry. And in the morning we’ll see what we can do to make ourselves a bit more comfortable.” ”

“ It was quiet enough on that island; there was, indeed, a sense of death like quietness on it, and I think that both Pepita and myself stepped ashore feeling as if we were about to be immured in a tomb. But Getch gave us no time for these or any other thoughts; now that we were landed, he seemed to assert himself as chief authority and began to order us all about, Uncle Joseph included. We had to help in unloading the boat, and then in carrying the various packages, and, just as I had expected, Getch directed us to take them up to the tower in the ruins ”

“ Getch has thought and thought—and we’re a-doing what we consider best and kindest for all parties. There’s no harm’ll come to the young lady, Benjamin, while she’s in my charge, nor to you, neither, if you behave yourself—at worst, it’s only a bit of temp’ry inconvenience. ”

“ You ain’t dealing with Joe Krevin at this minute, though you’ll see plenty of him presently—you’re dealing with me! You and the girl come on at once, and do as you’re told, or I’ll put you through it in a fashion you won’t like, and carry the girl off whether she likes it or not! ”