"
Alfonso had made the voyage before on these principles, and was all the
more willing to believe that this was to be the programme, because he
was--at such uncertain intervals as his fate ordained--courting a young
lady of colour in Georgetown, Demerara. I don't think Dennis O'Moore
could help sympathizing with people, and as a result of this
good-natured weakness, he heard a great deal about that young lady of
colour, and her genteel clothes, and how she played the piano, and
belonged to the Baptist congregation.
"I've a cousin myself in Demerara, Alfonso," said Dennis.
"Hope she'm kind to you, Dennis. Hope you can trust her, 'specially if
the members walks home with her after meeting." And Alfonso sighed.
But jokes were far too precious on board the _Slut_ for Dennis to spoil
this one by explaining that his cousin was a middle-aged gentleman in
partnership with the owner of a sugar estate.
As we had sailed on the understanding that the _Water-Lily_ was bound to
New York and back again to Halifax, of course we made a fuss and
protested at the change.
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