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Then why did you not answer my questions?" asked Roughgrove, turning to the captive. The young chief made no answer, but sat with his arms folded, and still regarding the features of Mary. "He's a perfect fool!" said Sneak. "He's a snake in the grass, and'll bite some of us some of these times, before we know any thing about it," said Joe. "Be silent," said Glenn.
I see fifteen hundred dollars a man on this job, if so be as ye don't broach too thirstily as you go along. Mr. Rodney, Joe here's a steady, 'spectable man, and'll make you a good mate. Cromwell and Billy Pitt are black only in their hides; all else's as good as white."
"But she lies immovable, I suppose," said the doctor. "Quite, sir; she's fast as fast can be, and'll lie till she rusts away, which won't be this side o' fifty year." "Then there is no immediate danger?" "Not a bit, sir, and it's a bad job as those boats was launched; they'd all have been better here if the skipper could have known." "Yes; waited till the storm had passed," assented the doctor.
"Well, I want a letter written, and I can't do it myself, you know," looking down at his still bandaged arm, "likewise I want a lie told in it, and these ladies here are all angels, and of course you can't ask an angel to tell a lie, no offence to you; so if you can take the time, and'll do it, I'll stand your everlasting debtor, and shoulder the responsibility if you're afraid of the weight."
Dan's had a raise. He's foreman of the gang now. And I stepped 'round to tell ye the good news and that Dan'll be a-workin' tonight with an extry shift and'll not be comin' home to dinner, worse luck for him!" sniffing appreciatively at the pleasant odor from the stove. "A raise? My Dan a foreman?" Moira Lynch caught her hands together. "It's the good luck!
But if you ask my opinion, she's a first-class cruiser; an' you hit it off when you asked, 'What's this firin' about? 'Firin' about, that's of it, as I reckon; and aboard of her, belike, the boys that left us o' Sunday, takin' a little practice to get their hands in. But there! A guess is a guess; and if you're anxious about it, and'll step into my boat, sir, we'll put out and make sure."
"How are we to get that?" asked Copplestone, eagerly. "I'll go it," replied Spurge. "I know a man just aback of here that'll run up to the town with a message chap that can be trusted, sure and faithful. 'Bide here five minutes, sir I'll send a message to Mr. Vickers this chap'll know him and'll find him. He can come down with the rest and the police, too, if he likes.
But last night got him in the vitals hit him between the eyes; and his stock's not worth ten cents in the dollar to-day. But though the pumas are out, and he's done, and'll never see his way out of the hole he's in" he laughed at his grisly joke" it's natural to let him down easy. You've looked his way; he did you a good turn at the Carillon Rapids, and you'd do one for him if you could.
"I don't know which was the more useful, Cross," I said, "you or Pete." "Wish you a safe journey home to the old country, gentlemen," said Pete, smiling; "and, if ever you're going collecting again and'll take me, why, I'd come from anywheres the wide world round."
"Where's your manners?" "I mean yes, sir." "How often? If it hain't be'n too many times mebbe I'll let ye off, though you're a reg'lar girl-boy, and'll be runnin' away from the cat bimeby. Has it be'n twice?" "Yes," and the Little Prophet's voice was very faint now, and had a decided tear in it. "Yes what?" "Yes, sir." "Has it be'n four times?" "Y-es, sir." More heaving of the gingham shirt.
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