"
"If he denies it, I won't believe him," said Collier, "for he has got it
in his eye. Gentlemen, will you do me the honour to dine with me to-day
on board the flag-ship?"
Dodd and Fullalove accepted. Sharpe declined, with regret, on the score
of duty. And as the cocked hat went down the side, after saluting him
politely, he could not help thinking to himself what a difference between
a real captain, who had something to be proud of, and his own unlicked
cub of a skipper with the manners of a pilot-boat. He told Robarts the
next day: Robarts said nothing, but his face seemed to turn greenish, and
it embittered his hatred of Dodd the inoffensive.
It is droll, and sad, but true, that Christendom is full of men in a
hurry to hate. And a fruitful cause is jealousy. The schoolmen, or rather
certain of the schoolmen--for nothing is much shallower than to speak of
all those disputants as one school--defined woman, "a featherless biped
vehemently addicted to jealousy." Whether she is more featherless than
the male can be decided at a trifling expense of time, money, and reason:
you have but to go to court.
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