The Castaway eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 19 pages of information about The Castaway.

The Castaway eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 19 pages of information about The Castaway.

[Illustration:  “There is something forming over you.”]

Mrs. Gimpson, aghast at such omniscience, sank backward in her chair.

“Speak,” said the old man, gently; “there is no reason why you should be sacrificed for others.”

Mrs. Gimpson was of the same opinion, and in some haste she reeled off the events of the evening.  She had a good memory, and no detail was lost.

“Strange, strange,” said the venerable Mr. Silver, when he had finished.  “He is an ingenious man.”

“Isn’t it true?” inquired his listener.  “He says he can prove it.  And he is going to find out what you meant by saying you were afraid of making mischief.”

“He can prove some of it,” said the old man, his eyes snapping spitefully.  “I can guarantee that.”

“But it wouldn’t have made mischief if you had told us that,” ventured Mrs. Gimpson.  “A man can’t help being cast away.”

“True,” said the astrologer, slowly; “true.  But let them come and question me; and whatever you do, for your own sake don’t let a soul know that you have been here.  If you do, the danger to yourself will be so terrible that even I may be unable to help you.”

Mrs. Gimpson shivered, and more than ever impressed by his marvellous powers made her way slowly home, where she found the unconscious Mr. Boxer relating his adventures again with much gusto to a married couple from next door.

“It’s a wonder he’s alive,” said Mr. Jem Thompson, looking up as the old woman entered the room; “it sounds like a story-book.  Show us that cut on your head again, mate.”

The obliging Mr. Boxer complied.

“We’re going on with ’em after they’ve ’ad sup-per,” continued Mr. Thompson, as he and his wife rose to depart.  “It’ll be a fair treat to me to see old Silver bowled out.”

Mrs. Gimpson sniffed and eyed his retreating figure disparagingly; Mrs. Boxer, prompted by her husband, began to set the table for supper.

It was a lengthy meal, owing principally to Mr. Boxer, but it was over at last, and after that gentleman had assisted in shutting up the shop they joined the Thompsons, who were waiting outside, and set off for Crowner’s Alley.  The way was enlivened by Mr. Boxer, who had thrills of horror every ten yards at the idea of the supernatural things he was about to witness, and by Mr. Thompson, who, not to be outdone, persisted in standing stock-still at frequent intervals until he had received the assurances of his giggling better-half that he would not be made to vanish in a cloud of smoke.

By the time they reached Mr. Silver’s abode the party had regained its decorum, and, except for a tremendous shudder on the part of Mr. Boxer as his gaze fell on a couple of skulls which decorated the magician’s table, their behaviour left nothing to be desired.  Mrs. Gimpson, in a few awkward words, announced the occasion of their visit.  Mr. Boxer she introduced as a friend of the family from London.

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