Sea Urchins | Page 9

and resemble a dried herring in the
face," pursued Mr. Raggett with bitter sarcasm, "but--"
"You can't help that," said Kate gently.
"But I'm going to get married," said Raggett savagely.
"Well, don't get in a way about it," said the girl. "Of course, if you want
to, and--and--you can find somebody else who wants to, there's no
reason why you shouldn't! Have you told father about it?"

"I have," said Mr. Raggett, "and he has given his consent."
He put such meaning into this remark, and so much more in the
contortion of visage which accompanied it, that the girl stood regarding
him in blank astonishment.
"His consent?" she said in a strange voice.
Mr. Raggett nodded.
"I went to him first," he said, trying to speak confidently. "Now I've
come to you--I want you to marry me!"
"Don't you be a silly old man, Mr. Raggett," said Kate, recovering her
composure. "And as for my father, you go back and tell him I want to
see him."
She drew aside and pointed to the door, and Mr. Raggett, thinking that
he had done quite enough for one day, passed out and retraced his steps
to the "Jolly Sailor." Mr. Boom met him half-way, and having received
his message, spent the rest of the morning in fortifying himself for the
reception which awaited him.
It would be difficult to say which of the two young people was the
more astonished at this sudden change of affairs. Miss Boom,
pretending to think that her parent's reason was affected, treated him
accordingly, a state of affairs not without its drawbacks, as Mr. Boom
found to his cost Tarrell, on the other hand, attributed it to greed, and
being forbidden the house, spent all his time ashore on a stile nearly
opposite, sullenly watching events.
For three weeks Mr. Raggett called daily, and after staying to tea,
usually wound up the evening by formally proposing for Kate's hand.
Both conspirators were surprised and disappointed at the quietness with
which Miss Boom received these attacks; Mr. Raggett meeting with a
politeness which was a source of much wonder to both of them.
His courting came to an end suddenly. He paused one evening with his

hand on the door, and having proposed in the usual manner, was going
out, when Miss Boom called him back.
"Sit down, Mr. Raggett," she said calmly. Mr. Raggett, wondering
inwardly, resumed his seat.
"You have asked me a good many times to marry you," said Kate.
"I have," said Mr. Raggett, nodding.
"And I'm sure it's very kind of you," continued the girl, "and if I've hurt
your feelings by refusing you, it is only because I have thought perhaps
I was not good enough for you."
In the silence which followed this unexpected and undeserved tribute to
Mr. Raggett's worth, the two old men eyed each other in silent
consternation.
"Still, if you've made up your mind," continued the girl, "I don't know
that it's for me to object. You're not much to look at, but you've got the
loveliest chest of drawers and the best furniture all round in Mastleigh.
And I suppose you've got a little money?"
Mr. Raggett shook his head, and in a broken voice was understood to
say: "A very little."
"I don't want any fuss or anything of that kind," said Miss Boom calmly.
"No bridesmaids or anything of that sort; it wouldn't be suitable at your
age."
Mr. Raggett withdrew his pipe and holding it an inch or two from his
mouth, listened like one in a dream.
"Just a few old friends, and a bit of cake," continued Miss Boom
musingly. "And instead of spending a lot of money in foolish waste,
we'll have three weeks in London."
Mr. Raggett made a gurgling noise in his throat, and suddenly,
remembering himself, pretended to think that it was something wrong

with his pipe, and removing it blew noisily through the mouthpiece.
"Perhaps," he said, in a trembling voice--"perhaps you'd better take a
little longer to consider, my dear."
Kate shook her head. "I've quite made up my mind," she said, "quite.
And now I want to marry you just as much as you want to marry me.
Good-night, father; good-night--George."
Mr. Raggett started violently, and collapsed in his chair.
"Raggett," said Mr. Boom huskily.
"Don't talk to me," said the other, "I can't bear it."
Mr. Boom, respecting his friend's trouble, relapsed into silence again,
and for a long time not a word was spoken.
"My 'ed's in a whirl," said Mr. Raggett at length.
"It 'ud be a wonder if it wasn't," said Mr. Boom sympathetically.
"To think," continued the other miserably, "how I've been let in for this.
The plots an' the plans and the artfulness what's been goin' on