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Yet I don't really know anything about her. You see, I well, never mind. What do you think? Want to go?" Bos'n looked troubled. "I'd like to," she said. "Course I want to learn how to read the big words, too. But I like to stay at home with you more." "You do, hey? Sho, sho! Well, I guess I can get along between times.
There were times when Captain Cy hated Bayport, the house he had "fixed up" with such interest and pride, and the old sitting room in particular. The mental picture of comfort and contentment which had been his dream through so many years of struggle and wandering, looked farther off than ever. Sometimes he was tempted to run away, taking Bos'n with him.
"No," replied the captain wearily. "I ain't sick. I didn't sleep very well last night, that's all." Georgianna looked sharply at him. His face was haggard and his eyes had dark circles under them. "Humph!" she grunted. "No, I guess you didn't. Looks to me as if you'd been up all night." Then she added an anxious query: "'Tain't Bos'n she ain't sick, I hope?" "No. She's all right.
If it wan't for your meanness in bein' willin' to let Bos'n suffer her life long with that drunken beast of a dad of hers, I'd feel almost like tellin' you to get up and forget it. But THAT'S got to be stopped. Now, you listen to me." Heman listened.
But there was something about the Irishman's thickness of shoulder and length of arm that gave him pause. So first of all Jerry grew very thoughtful indeed, and then his habitual smile returned. Nevertheless, Harrigan did not forget those gray, alert eyes. The bos'n went on in a gentler voice: "I was tryin' you out, Harrigan. I'll lay to it that the cap'n has the wrong idea about you.
"Yah, good mornin' to ye if it ain't too late in the day," said Chips. "Sit ye down an' listen to me song, for 'tis a quare ship, an' th' only thing to do is to square our luck wid a good song. Cast loose, bos'n." We were all new men to the vessel except the carpenter, and had never even sailed in the same ship before on any previous voyage.
Atkins seemed very much surprised and upset. Is that so?" Captain Cy laughed. "His lemonade was upset; that's all I noticed special. Oh! yes, and he lost his hat off, goin' home. But what of it? What are you drivin' at?" "I was wondering if if it could be that, for some reason, Mr. Atkins had a spite against Emily or her people. Or if he had any reason to fear her." "Fear? Fear Bos'n?
"I'm a dog, am I?" snarled Hovey furiously. "I'll teach you what I am, Harrigan. An' you, Cochrane, keep your face shut. I'll learn you who's boss of this little crew!" "If you're half the man you seem," went on Harrigan, "this game looks good to me." "You lie," said the bos'n. "You turned me down cold when I talked to you."
The bos'n was holding forth in full swing in an argument with one of the quartermasters, and Jim, the fellow I noticed in the morning, was listening. He arose as I entered, as also did the quartermaster, but the rest remained seated. I waved my hand in friendly acknowledgment and lit my pipe at the lamp, while they reseated themselves.
You've got a right to talk to her. She wouldn't be teacher if it wasn't for you." Asaph added his arguments to those of Mr. Bangs. Captain Cy, carried away by his firm belief that Bos'n was a paragon of all that was brilliant and good, finally yielded. "All right!" he exclaimed. "Come on! That poor little thing shan't be put upon by nobody." The trio marched majestically down the hill.
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