The Ebb-Tide


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'I'll tell you,' said Davis. 'I want to consult you. It's a chance we've  
got. What's that?' he cried, pointing to the music on the wall.  
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What?' said the other. 'Oh, that! It's music; it's a phrase of  
Beethoven's I was writing up. It means Destiny knocking at the door.'  
'Does it?' said the captain, rather low; and he went near and studied  
the inscription; 'and this French?' he asked, pointing to the Latin.  
'O, it just means I should have been luckier if I had died at horne,'  
returned Herrick impatiently. 'What is this business?'  
'Destiny knocking at the door,' repeated the captain; and then, looking  
over his shoulder. 'Well, Mr Herrick, that's about what it comes to,' he  
added.  
'What do you mean? Explain yourself,' said Herrick.  
But the captain was again staring at the music. 'About how long ago  
since you wrote up this truck?' he asked.  
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What does it matter?' exclaimed Herrick. 'I dare say half an hour.'  
My God, it's strange!' cried Davis. 'There's some men would call that  
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accidental: not me. That--' and he drew his thick finger under the  
music--'that's what I call Providence.'  
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