Three days later, Carthew stood before the lawyer,
still in his jean suit, received his hundred and fifty
pounds, and proceeded rather timidly to ask for more
indulgence.
"I have a chance to get on in the world," he said. "By
to-morrow evening I expect to be part owner of a ship."
"Dangerous property, Mr. Carthew," said the lawyer.
"Not if the partners work her themselves, and stand to
go down along with her," was the reply.
"I conceive it possible you might make something of it
in that way," returned the other. "But are you a
seaman? I thought you had been in the diplomatic
service."
"I am an old yachtsman," said Norris; "and I must do
the best I can. A fellow can't live in New South Wales
upon diplomacy. But the point I wish to prepare you
for is this. It will be impossible I should present
myself here next quarter-day; we expect to make a six
months' cruise of it among the islands."
"Sorry, Mr. Carthew: I can't hear of that," replied the
lawyer.
"I mean upon the same conditions as the last," said
Carthew.
"The conditions are exactly opposite," said the lawyer.
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