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THE FAIR CUBAN. 277
he observed, " is a chartered nuisance. Who
smuggles % Who robs the sahnon rivers of the
west of Scotland? Who cruelly beats the
keepers if they dare to intervene ? The crews
and the proprietors of yachts. All I have done
is to extend the line a trifle ; and if you ask me
for my unbiased opinion, I do not suppose that
I am in the least alone."
In short we were the best of friends, and lived
like father and daughter ; though I still with-
held from him, of course, that respect which is
only due to moral excellence.
We were still some days' sail from England,
when Sir George obtained, from an outward-
bound ship, a packet of newspapers ; and from
that fatal hour my misfortunes recommenced.
He sat, the same evening, in the cabin, reading
the news, and making savory comments on the
decline of England and the poor condition of
the nav}^ ; when I suddenly observed him to
change countenance.
"Hullo!" said he, "this is bad; this is
deuced bad. Miss Yaldevia. You would not
listen to sound sense, you would send that
pocket-book to that man Caulder's son."
" Sir George," said I, "it was my duty."
"You are prettily paid for it, at least," says
he ; " and much as I regret it, I, for one, am
done with you. This fellow Caulder demands
your extradition."