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Page 73
"But what about Gabriel?" said the Consul, looking at his brother.
"Oh, it was Gabriel who managed everything, because Tom Robson never
came," said Rachel.
"Drunk, you know; drunk as a lord. In bed all the time. Dead
drunk--don't you see?" said Uncle Richard, explaining his words with
signs and gestures.
"There, now, father, you mustn't ask any more questions," said Rachel,
decidedly. "Now we have told you the whole story."
Her father looked at her, and she could just feel the light pressure of
his hand on hers. She then took Uncle Richard with her out of the
sick-room, and gave him strict orders not to be there alone in future;
an injunction which he found most unreasonable.
Miss Cordsen's time was fully occupied, both with the invalid, who would
have none but her and Rachel near him, and also with getting everything
into order again after the preparation for the ball. In those few days,
however, the old lady formed a far higher opinion of Rachel than she had
hitherto done.
Pastor Martens had not had an opportunity of speaking to Madeleine by
herself since his proposal. But at this time of anxiety and excitement
he came very frequently to Sandsgaard. Mrs. Garman kept her bed, for
what reason it was not easy to know; and so it chanced that several
times, when he came, no one but Madeleine happened to be in the room. At
first she was very shy and timid, but when she found that he was not in
the least offended with her, she could not help appreciating his
conduct. Of all others, he was certainly the person who showed her the
most attention; for her father's thoughts were entirely engrossed with
her uncle's illness.
A few days after this, when the Consul had been quiet for some time, he
said to Rachel, "Send Gabriel in here."
Mr. Garman gave Gabriel his right hand, which he was now able to move a
little. "Thanks, my boy; you have saved us from a heavy loss, and shown
yourself a man. If what I hear from Rachel is true, that you would
prefer to give up your studies--"
"Not without you wish it, father," stammered the boy.
"I should wish you to go to the commercial school in Dresden, and then
take your place in the firm, when you have gained sufficient
instruction."
"Father! father!" cried Gabriel, bending down over the Consul's hand.
"There, my boy, let me see that you are able to work, and then you may
turn out good for something after all. And now will you do me the favour
of finding another name for the ship? For I wish her to have a new one,"
said the Consul, calmly.
This great honour was almost too much for Gabriel, but with a sudden
inspiration he cried, "_Phoenix_!"
A faint smile flitted over the right side of the Consul's face. "Very
well; we will call her _Phoenix_. And will you see the name painted on
her stern?"
As Gabriel left the room he met Miss Cordsen. He threw his arms round
her neck, and began hugging and kissing her, repeating all the time,
incoherently, the words, "_Phoenix_--Dresden--the firm."
Miss Cordsen scolded and struggled. She was afraid to scream; but he was
too strong for her, and the old lady had to resign herself to her fate.
At length he ran off, and Miss Cordsen was left, arranging her
cap-strings, and saying to herself, "They are all alike, one and all."
But when Gabriel ran across the yard, and, meeting the fat kitchen-maid
Bertha, gave her a friendly slap on the back, the old lady clapped her
hands together, and exclaimed, "Well, I declare, he is the worst of the
whole lot!"
The Consul had several long interviews with Morten, who put on an air of
importance before the clerks and workpeople. But his feelings, when he
took his father's place in the old armchair in the office, are not
easily described.
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