The captain sniffed. "When you"ve done pinching my leg," he said, disagreeably, "I"ll put it back into bed again."
The doctor relinquished it at once, and, standing by the bed, regarded him thoughtfully.
"Well, you"ve had a shock," he said at last, "and you had better stay in bed for a few days."
"Not here," said Mrs. Willett, quickly. "My daughter and her husband will be home in a day or two."
The doctor looked thoughtful again; then he bent and spoke in the captain"s ear.
"We are going to move you to your own house," he said.
"No, you"re not," said the other, promptly.
"You"ll be more comfortable there," urged the doctor.
"I"m not going to be moved," said Captain Sellers, firmly. "It might be fatal. I had a chap once-fell from aloft-and after he"d been in the saloon for a day or two I had him carried for"ard, and he died on the way. And he wasn"t nearly as bad as I am."
"Well, we"ll see how you are to-morrow," said the doctor, with a glance at Mrs. Willett.
"I shall be worse to-morrow," said the captain, cheerfully. "But I don"t want to give any trouble. Send my housekeeper in to look after me. She can sleep in the next room."
They argued with him until his growing deafness rendered argument useless. A certain love of change and excitement would not be denied.
Captain Sellers, attended by his faithful housekeeper, slept that night at No. 5, and awoke next morning to find his prognostications as to his condition fully confirmed.
"I"m aching all over," he said to Mrs. Willett. "I can"t bear to be touched."
"You"ll have to be moved to your own house," said Mrs. Chinnery, who had come in at Mrs. Willett"s request to see what could be done. "We expect my brother home in a day or two."
"Let him come," said the captain, feebly. "I sha"n"t bite him."
"But you"re in his bed," said Mrs. Chinnery.
"Eh?"
"In his bed," screamed Mrs. Chinnery.
"I sha"n"t bite him," repeated the captain.
"But he can"t sleep with you," said Mrs. Chinnery, red with loud speaking.
"I don"t want him to," said Captain Sellers. "I"ve got nothing against him, and, in a general way of speaking, I"m not what could be called a particular man-but I draw the line."
Mrs. Chinnery went downstairs hastily and held a council of war with Mrs. Willett and Martha. It was decided to wait for the doctor, but the latter, when he came, could give no a.s.sistance.
"He"s very sore and stiff," he said, thoughtfully, "but it"s nothing serious. It"s more vanity than anything else; he likes being made a fuss of and being a centre of attraction. He"s as tough as leather, and the most difficult old man I have ever encountered."
"Is he quite right in his head?" demanded Mrs. Chinnery, hotly.
The doctor pondered. "He"s a little bit childish, but his head will give more trouble to other people than to himself," he said at last. "Be as patient with him as you can, and if you can once persuade him to get up, perhaps he will consent to be moved."
Mrs. Chinnery, despite a naturally hot temper, did her best, but in vain. Mrs. Willett was promptly denounced as a "murderess," and the captain, holding forth to one or two callers, was moved almost to tears as he reflected upon the ingrat.i.tude and hardness of woman. An account of the accident in the Salthaven Gazette, which described him as "lying at death"s door," was not without its effect in confining him to Mr.
Truefitt"s bed.
The latter gentleman and his wife, in blissful ignorance of the accident, returned home on the following evening. Mrs. Willett and Mrs.
Chinnery, apprised by letter, were both there to receive them, and the former, after keeping up appearances in a stately fashion for a few minutes, was finally persuaded to relent and forgive them both. After which, Mrs. Truefitt was about to proceed upstairs to take off her things, when she was stopped by Mrs. Chinnery.
"There-there is somebody in your room," said the latter.
"In my room?" said Mrs. Truefitt, in a startled voice.
"We couldn"t write to you," said Mrs. Willett, with a little shade of reproach in her voice, "because you didn"t give us your address. Captain Sellers had an accident and is in your bed."
"Who?" said the astounded Mr. Truefitt. "What!"
Mrs. Willett, helped by Mrs. Chinnery, explained the affair to him; Mr.
Truefitt, with the exception of a few startled e.j.a.c.u.l.a.t.i.o.ns, listened in sombre silence.
"Well, we must use the next room for to-night," he said at last, "and I"ll have him out first thing in the morning."
"His housekeeper sleeps there," said Mrs. Willett, shaking her head.
"And a niece of hers, who helps her with him, in the little room," added Mrs. Chinnery.
Mr. Truefitt got up and walked about the room. Broken remarks about "a nice home-coming" and "galvanized mummies" escaped him at intervals.
Mrs. Willett endured it for ten minutes, and then, suddenly remembering what was due to a mother-in-law, made a successful intervention. In a somewhat subdued mood they sat down to supper.
The Truefitts slept at Mrs. Willett"s that night, but Mr. Truefitt was back first thing next morning to take possession of his own house. He found Captain Sellers, propped up with pillows, eating his breakfast, and more than dubious as to any prospects of an early removal.
"Better wait a week or two and see how I go on," he said, slowly. "I sha"n"t give any trouble."
"But you are giving trouble," shouted the fuming Mr. Truefitt. "You"re an absolute nuisance. If it hadn"t been for your officiousness it wouldn"t have happened."
The captain put his plate aside and drew himself up in the bed.
"Get out of my room," he said, in a high, thin voice.
"You get out of my bed," shouted the incensed Mr. Truefitt. "I"ll give you ten minutes to dress yourself and get out of my house. If you"re not out by then, I"ll carry you out."
He waited downstairs for a quarter of an hour, and then, going to the bed-room again, discovered that the door was locked. Through the keyhole the housekeeper informed him that it was the captain"s orders, and begged him to go away as the latter was now having his "morning"s nap."
Captain Sellers left with flags flying and drums beating three days later. To friends and neighbours generally he confided the interesting fact that his departure was hastened by a nightly recurring dream of being bitten by sharks.
CHAPTER XXIV