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Coventry, telling the most happy news of my Lord Sandwich's meeting with part of the Dutch; his taking two of their East India ships, and six or seven others, and very good prizes: and that he is in search of the rest of the fleet, which he hopes to find upon the Well-bancke, with the loss only of the Hector, poor Captn. Cuttle. To Greenwich, and there sending away Mr. Andrews, I to Captn.

'Captain Cuttle, said Walter, musing, when they stood resting from their labours at the shop-door, looking down the old familiar street; it being still early in the morning; 'nothing at all of Uncle Sol, in all that time! 'Nothing at all, my lad, replied the Captain, shaking his head. 'Gone in search of me, dear, kind old man, said Walter: 'yet never write to you! But why not?

Captain Cuttle, having joined in all the amens and responses, with a devout growl, feels much improved by his religious exercises; and in a peaceful frame of mind pervades the body of the church, glazed hat in hand, and reads the tablet to the memory of little Paul. The gallant Mr Toots, attended by the faithful Chicken, leaves the building in torments of love.

Not one of them letters was ever delivered to Ed'ard Cuttle. Not one o' them letters, repeated the Captain, to make his declaration the more solemn and impressive, 'was ever delivered unto Ed'ard Cuttle, Mariner, of England, as lives at home at ease, and doth improve each shining hour! 'And posted by my own hand! And directed by my own hand, Number nine Brig Place! exclaimed old Sol.

That he might do it the better, Captain Cuttle sometimes condescended, of an evening after the shop was shut, to rehearse this scene: retiring into the parlour for the purpose, as into the lodgings of a supposititious MacStinger, and carefully observing the behaviour of his ally, from the hole of espial he had cut in the wall.

The Captain would have hooked Perch gently to him, but Mr Perch eluded the attempt; not so much in design, as in starting at the sudden thought that such a weapon unexpectedly exhibited to Mrs Perch might, in her then condition, be destructive to that lady's hopes. 'If you'll be so good as just report Cap'en Cuttle here, when you get a chance, said the Captain, 'I'll wait.

'Wal'r! said the Captain at last. 'I've got it. 'Have you, Captain Cuttle? cried Walter, with great animation. 'Come this way, my lad, said the Captain. 'The stock's the security. I'm another. Your governor's the man to advance money. 'Mr Dombey! faltered Walter. The Captain nodded gravely. 'Look at him, he said. 'Look at Gills. If they was to sell off these things now, he'd die of it.

Descending to the little parlour, Captain Cuttle, after holding a hasty council with himself, decided to open the shop-door for a few minutes, and satisfy himself that now, at all events, there was no one loitering about it. Accordingly he set it open, and stood upon the threshold, keeping a bright look-out, and sweeping the whole street with his spectacles.

Otherwise he would not dare to face the awful, clinging arms of the Cuttle, that ogre of the deep sea. The Sperm Whale has a great, blunt head, a huge mouth, and a throat large enough to swallow a man. His clumsy-looking head contains oil, so does the deep layer of blubber with which his body is covered. For the sake of this oil, the Sperm has always been hunted. But he is not easily overcome.

These are the cuttle fish, which have now surrendered their Aristotelian name of 'molluscs' to that greater group which is seen to include them, together with the shell-fish or 'ostracoderma' of Aristotle. These cuttle-fishes are creatures that we seldom see, but in the Mediterranean they are an article of food and many kinds are known to the fishermen.