"
"The inferior," said the captain confidently. "That is why he does all
the talking for them. Their minds are too elevated to descend to mere
worldly chatter."
"They are the strangest pieces of flotsam and jetsam that were ever
thrown upon this coast," I remarked. "My father will be mightily
interested in them."
"Indeed, I think the less you have to do with them the better for you,"
said the mate. "If I do command my own ship I'll promise you that I
never carry live stock of that sort on board of her. But here we are
all aboard and the anchor tripped, so we must bid you good-bye."
The wagonette had just finished loading up when we arrived, and the
chief places, on either side of the driver, had been reserved for my two
companions, who speedily sprang into them. With a chorus of cheers the
good fellows whirled away down the road, while my father, Esther, and I
stood upon the lawn and waved our hands to them until they disappeared
behind the Cloomber woods, _en_route_ for the Wigtown railway station.
Barque and crew had both vanished now from our little world, the only
relic of either being the heaps of _debris_ upon the beach, which were
to lie there until the arrival of an agent from Lloyd's.
CHAPTER XIII
IN WHICH I SEE THAT WHICH HAS BEEN SEEN BY FEW
At dinner that evening I mentioned to my father the episode of the three
Buddhist priests, and found, as I had expected, that he was very much
interested by my account of them.
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